Something in his tone caused me to grasp the revolver which I had slipped into my dress pocket. I had not known how he might take what I had to say. I had thought that it might be just as well that I should come prepared.
"You need not fondle that pretty little pistol of yours. I was not thinking of that way, I assure you."
The man's quickness of perception verged upon the supernatural.
"It is a matter of indifference to me whether you were or were not thinking of it. I am not afraid."
"I believe that you are not."
"I am not. You are wrong in saying that there are more ways than one of constraining me to silence. There is but one."
"And that is?"
"You may save yourself from the law by the law, and, so far as I am concerned, only by the law."
"Explain yourself."
"According to the law of England, on a capital charge, a wife may give no evidence against her husband."