““While you were leaping headlong into an ambush you should have foreseen, she might have been attacked. She might have been killed or worse.' Rupert came to a halt. 'What could be worse than her being killed, do you think?' 'I thought I had communicated to you Mr. Salt's opinions and wishes in the matter of Mr. Archdale's disappearance,' Beechey said. 'I thought I used easily comprehended terms.' 'You did,' Rupert said. 'I told Mrs. Pembroke about it in much the same way.' 'You told -' After a pause, Beechey went on, his voice strained, 'You cannot have revealed our suspicions about the - ahem - places of dubious repute. This is one of your jokes, I daresay. Ha ha.' 'She said her brother was not in a brothel or opium den and I was on no account to go to such places looking for him,' Rupert said. 'I obeyed, as I was obliged to do. You did tell me I wasn't to upset her, did you not?' There followed the kind of furious silence with which Rupert was more than familiar.””
