'I knew in my heart that he was dead,' said she.
'I can give you every information,' said he; 'and, what is more, I can do you justice; and I will, too, whatever Brother Bartholomew may say. I am so glad to have your friends here, not only as an escort to you, but also as witnesses to what I am about to do and say. The three of us can show a bold front to Brother Bartholomew. But let us have no outsiders—no police or officials. We can settle everything satisfactorily among ourselves, without any interference. Nothing would annoy Brother Bartholomew more than any publicity.'
He sat down upon a low settee, and blinked at us inquiringly with his weak, watery blue eyes.
'For my part,' said Holmes, 'whatever you may choose to say will go no further.'
I nodded to show my agreement.
