It was only fair that it should cost them something.
Herzog uttered his tirade with all the charm of which he was capable; he looked to the right and to the left to notice the effect.

He saw nothing but constrained faces.

It seemed as if they were expecting some one or something.

Time was passing; ten o'clock had just struck.

From the little boudoir sounds of music were occasionally heard, when Micheline's nervous hand struck a louder chord on her piano.