"I let nobody in." "Thalassa," said the detective earnestly, "let me advise you, for your own sake, to tell the truth now.

You may be keeping silence through some mistaken idea of loyalty to your master's daughter, but that will do her no good, nor you either.

I know more than you think.

If you persist in keeping silent you will put yourself in an awkward position, and it may be the worse for you.

You were seen listening at the door of the room downstairs on the day of your master's death." "So that's it, is it?
You think you'll fit a rope round my neck?
I'm to say what you want to save it?
To hell with you and your policeman's tricks! I don't care that for them." He snapped his long brown fingers in Barrant's face.
"You've a bold tongue, you scoundrel," said Barrant, flushing angrily.
"Take care where it leads you.