Only, I warn you, I think you are going the right way to bring trouble on yourself.

That lawyer who was here to-day--what's his name, Brimstone, Brimsdown ?--has his suspicions, unless I'm very much mistaken." Charles turned pale.

"What makes you think that ?" he asked.
"By the way he watched both of us." "That accounts for his attitude when I saw him afterwards," said Charles in a startled voice.
"Afterwards--where ?" "I went after him to tell him that Sisily was innocent." "And what else did you tell him ?" "Nothing but that--nothing that counted, at least." "Really, Charles, your lack of intelligence is a distinct reflection on me as a parent.

Fancy a son of mine trying to make a lawyer's bowels yearn with compassion! I'm positively ashamed of you.

Why are you so elementary?
The situation must have contained some elements of humour, though.