"
"If you think that you will get me to reveal the details of my plan by
taunting me you're greatly mistaken. I can stand any amount of insults
without turning a hair. A man who is in the right, and conscious of
his own integrity--you recollect what the Latin poet says about that--"
"No. I don't. You know I don't read Latin poets, so what's the good
of quoting bits of them to me?"
"Very well. I won't. But I won't tell you my plan either. I'll say
no more than this: what the judge will hear from my lips to-morrow will
be the simple truth, the truth as Simpkins or any other unprejudiced
observer would tell it. But the truth in this particular case is of
such a land that I should be greatly surprised if he doesn't turn
straight round and go home again."
"Are you going to tell him that Mrs. Lorimer is here? Not that that is
the truth, but I'm really beginning to think you believe it is."
"No. I'm not going to tell him that. When I said I was going to tell
the truth, I didn't mean that I was going to sit down opposite that
judge and tell him all the truth I know about everything. It would
take days and days to do that, and he wouldn't sit it out.
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