"I didn't leave you, sir. That is, I mean, I left you, but I was told to go."
"Who told you to go?"
"Matron."
Sir Stephen benevolently put in:
"But the matron had always informed us that it was you who said you wouldn't stay another minute. We have it in the correspondence."
"That's what she says. But I say different. And I can prove it."
Said G.J.:
"There must be some misunderstanding. We have every confidence in the matron, and she's still with us."
"Then I'm sorry for you."
He turned warily to another aspect of the subject.