'Then you won't tell me?'
'I can't tell you.'
'You mean by that, of course, that you won't.'
'I always mean, Mr. Longworth, exactly what I say. I mean that I can't tell you. I don't know myself.'
'Really?'
'Yes, really. You seem to have some difficulty in believing that anybody can speak the truth.'
'Well, it isn't a common vice, speaking the truth. You must forgive a little surprise.' He nursed his knee for a moment, and looked meditatively up at the ceiling. 'Now, would you like to know who furnished that money?'
'I have no curiosity in the matter whatever.'
'Have you not? You are a singular man. It seems to me that a person into whose lap twenty thousand pounds drops from the skies would have some little curiosity to know from whom the money came.'
'I haven't the slightest.'