Now, as the sweat of a great inward struggle came out on his face, he wished he had been courageous enough to inform her of the real facts, instead of sheltering himself behind that palatial confession of the boat-keeper.

It was a virtual falsehood that was coming home to him in a most unpleasant manner.
"I have stood up for you, Buck, against everything that father could say," Winnie artlessly and innocently continued.

"When he insisted that you were drunk at the time, I told him I knew it was not so; and I have stood by it.

He thinks he has discovered proofs from a saloon-keeper named Connelly, who keeps a vile resort somewhere down in the worst part of New Haven.

Connelly says you were intoxicated at his house that night.