If Pleyel marked him as he left the house, and it is not impossible that he did, inferences injurious to my character might suggest themselves to him.

In admitting them, he gave proofs of less discernment and less candor than I once ascribed to him." "His proofs," said Wieland, after a considerable pause, "are different.
That he should be deceived, is not possible.

That he himself is not the deceiver, could not be believed, if his testimony were not inconsistent with yours; but the doubts which I entertained are now removed.

Your tale, some parts of it, is marvellous; the voice which exclaimed against your rashness in approaching the closet, your persisting notwithstanding that prohibition, your belief that I was the ruffian, and your subsequent conduct, are believed by me, because I have known you from childhood, because a thousand instances have attested your veracity, and because nothing less than my own hearing and vision would convince me, in opposition to her own assertions, that my sister had fallen into wickedness like this." I threw my arms around him, and bathed his cheek with my tears.

"That," said I, "is spoken like my brother.