"I thought you were of the ferret breed," I replied; "it is a pity your eyes are not pink."
He kept his temper well. "Believing you were not what you pretended to be, I sent a man to the place you said you came from," he went on. "He hath returned this very night."
"Well thought of," I laughed. "And you made discoveries?"
"My man discovered that there was no Roger Penryn."
I almost felt a pleasure in the business now. I had no qualms when talking with men. All the same, I knew that I was in dangerous hands. These Killigrews were no fools.
"It seems I must have created a new member of the family," I said pleasantly. "Well, go on."
"No, there is no Roger Penryn; but there is a Roger Trevanion."
"Ah!"
"Yes, a fellow with a bad reputation."
"Nothing like your own, I hope?" I said sneeringly, for I was ill pleased at his discovery.