"I don't know it. I know nothing more than I have confessed."
"You are such a liar that I can't believe you. However, I shall go at once to Silver and you shall come with me."
"I shan't!" Garvington, who was overfed and flabby and unable to hold his own against a determined man, settled himself in his chair and looked as obstinate as a battery mule.
"Oh, yes, you will, you little swine," said Lambert freezingly cold.
"How dare you call me names?"
"Names! If I called you those you deserved I should have to annex the vocabulary of a Texan muledriver. How such a beast as you ever got into our family I can't conceive."
"I am the head of the family and I order you to leave the room."
"Oh, you do, do you? Very good. Then I go straight to Wanbury and shall tell what I have discovered to Inspector Darby."
"No! No! No! No!" Garvington, cornered at last, sprang from his chair and made for his cousin with unsteady legs. "It might be unpleasant."
"I daresay—to you. Well, will you come with me to Abbot's Wood?"