"No. Real flesh and blood." Mr. Tulkinghorn stops for an instant and repeats with some little emphasis grafted upon his usual monotony, "Real flesh and blood, Miss Dedlock. Sir Leicester, these particulars have only lately become known to me. They are very brief. They exemplify what I have said. I suppress names for the present. Lady Dedlock will not think me ill-bred, I hope?"
By the light of the fire, which is low, he can be seen looking towards the moonlight. By the light of the moon Lady Dedlock can be seen, perfectly still.

"No. Real flesh and blood, Miss Dedlock," says the lawyer. "Sir Leicester, these details have only lately become known to me. They exemplify what I have said. I suppress names for the present. Lady Dedlock will not think me ill-bred, I hope?"
By the light of the low fire, he can be seen looking towards the moonlight. By the light of the moon Lady Dedlock can be seen, perfectly still.
