Then: "We will talk of this again, you and I," he said grimly, and passed on and out with clanking step, leaving Tremayne to reflect that the appearances certainly justified Sir Terence's resentment.
"My God, Carruthers! What must he think of me ?" he ejaculated.
"If you ask me, I think that he has suspected this from the very beginning.

Only that could account for the hostility of his attitude towards you, for the persistence with which he has sought either to convict or wring the truth from you." Tremayne looked askance at the major.

In such a tangle as this it was impossible to keep the attention fixed upon any single thread.
"His mind must be disabused at once," he answered.

"I must go to him." O'Moy had already vanished.
There were one or two others would have checked the adjutant's departure, but he had heeded none.

In the quadrangle he nodded curtly to Colonel Grant, who would have detained him.