What was that deep old fish Gilverthwaite after?
What took place between Phillips's walking out of that inn at Coldstream Bridge and your finding of his body?
Who met Phillips?
Who did him to his death?
And what were the two of 'em after in this corner of the country?
Black mystery, my lad, on all hands!" I made no answer just then.

I was thinking, wondering if I should tell him about my meeting with Sir Gilbert Carstairs at the cross-roads.

Mr.
Lindsey was just the man you could and would tell anything to, and it would maybe have been best if I had told him of that matter there and then.

But there's a curious run of caution and reserve in our family.

I got it from both father and mother, and deepened it on my own account, and I could not bring myself to be incriminating and suspicioning a man whose presence so near the place of the murder might be innocent enough.
So I held my tongue.
"I wonder will all the stuff in the newspapers bring any one forward ?" he said, presently.