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It never
occurred to him to doubt the correctness of the policeman's
information, and he regarded Stanbury's assertion of incredulity as
being simply of a piece with his general obstinacy in the matter. At
this moment he began to regret that he had called in the assistance of
his friend, and that he had not left the affair altogether in the hands
of that much more satisfactory, but still more painful, agent, Mr
Bozzle. He had again seated himself, and for a moment or two remained
silent on his chair. 'It ain't my fault, Mr Trewillian,' continued
Bozzle, 'if this little matter oughtn't never to have been mentioned
before a third party.'
'It is of no moment,' said Trevelyan, in a low voice. 'What does it
signify who knows it now?'
'Do not believe it, Trevelyan,' said Stanbury.
'Very well, Mr S. Very well. Just as you like. Don't believe it. Only
it's true, and it's my business to find them things out. It's my
business, and I finds 'em out. Mr Trewillian can do as he likes about
it. If it's right, why, then it is right.


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