I had to make up my story quick--that part about just going for Dr.Ravenshaw.That was because I'd still got my hat and topcoat on, just as I'd come in from the moors, and I wasn't going to break my promise to Miss Sisily." "Did you see the blood under the door when you went up and tried to get in ?" "I've told you all there is to tell," was the dogged response.
"What frightened your wife so much?
Do you think she saw the murderer ?" "That's what I would like to know," responded Thalassa, with a swift cunning glance.
He turned his face away and looked across the sea, the brown outline of his hooked profile more than ever like an effigy carved by savage hands.
Charles scanned him despairingly.

The feeling was strong within him that he was still keeping something back.
"Thalassa," he said, "you should have told this story before.

You have done wrong in keeping it back." "'Twould a' been breaking of my word to Miss Sisily." "It was of more importance to clear her.

You could have done that if you had come forward and told the police, as you've just told me, that she left the house with you before nine o'clock on that night." "'Twouldn't a' helped if I had.

I found out next day that the wagonette didn't get to the cross-roads that night till nearly ten o'clock.