Upon my word, my impression is that he thought these Embassy people quite capable not only to throw him out but, to give him away too in some manner or other--" "How long were you with him," interrupted the Presence from behind his big hand.
"Some forty minutes, Sir Ethelred, in a house of bad repute called Continental Hotel, closeted in a room which by-the-by I took for the night.

I found him under the influence of that reaction which follows the effort of crime.

The man cannot be defined as a hardened criminal.
It is obvious that he did not plan the death of that wretched lad--his brother-in-law.

That was a shock to him--I could see that.

Perhaps he is a man of strong sensibilities.