At length they being among the trees, Mr Meagles stopped short, and said:
‘ Mr Clennam, will you do me the favour to look at this man? His name is Doyce, Daniel Doyce. You wouldn’t suppose this man to be a notorious rascal; would you?’
‘ I certainly should not.’ It was really a disconcerting question, with the man there.
‘ No. You would not. I know you would not. You wouldn’t suppose him to be a public offender; would you?’
‘ No.’
‘ No. But he is. He is a public offender. What has he been guilty of? Murder, manslaughter, arson, forgery, swindling, house-breaking, highway robbery, larceny, conspiracy, fraud? Which should you say, now?’
‘ I should say,’ returned Arthur Clennam, observing a faint smile in Daniel Doyce’s face, ‘not one of them.’
‘ You are right,’ said Mr Meagles.
