"You surprise me, Mabel. I hadn't a ghost of an idea that you had such a genius for ferreting."
"It's easy enough. If that coroner hadn't had a notion in his head when he started, he might have got at the facts as easily as I have."
"And, from what you call the facts, what is the inference you draw? What dreadful charge against me have you been formulating in your mind?"
"Rodney, a wife can't give evidence against her husband in a charge of murder."
"I believe I have heard as much. And then?"
"I'm the only creature in the world who has any suspicion. If you marry me you're safe."
"You, pretending to love me, can marry the sort of man you believe I am?"
"It is because I do love you that I am willing to marry you, knowing you to be the kind of man you are.
"Your standard of morality is not a high one."
"Mabel, while you have got parts of your story right, the inferences you draw from it are all wrong; but I'm not going to attempt any denials."
"I shouldn't; lies won't help you--not with me."
"I'm sure of it; you're a born liar. Sometimes I don't believe you know yourself if you are speaking the truth."
"One thing I've learnt this evening--that you're a born actress. I am speaking the absolute truth when I assure you that I never for one second dreamt that you had the opinion of me you seem to have."
"I never really began to understand you myself till last night. Just before you came in Mr. Dale had gone to bed. He told me, as he went upstairs, that your uncle had been found dead in the Brighton train, and that you had gone to Brighton in the Pullman; and he wondered, laughing, if it was you who had killed him. Then Miss Patterson came with her air of owning you, and you came and went out with her again as with one whom you were going to make your wife, and something happened inside my head and I began to understand. All night I scarcely slept for thinking, and in the morning, somehow, I knew; and all day I have been learning much more, until now I know you--for the man you are."
"My dear Mabel, one thing I do see plainly, that you're not very well, that your nerves are out of order, and play you tricks. Let's both turn in. I, for one, am tired, and I'm sure that a good night's rest will do you good; and to-morrow we'll continue our talk where it left off."