Now I can work round you." Their conveyance, as she spoke, stopped at their door, and it was, on the spot, another fact of value for her that her husband, though seated on the side by which they must alight, made no movement.

They were in a high degree votaries of the latch-key, so that their household had gone to bed; and as they were unaccompanied by a footman the coachman waited in peace.

It was so indeed that for a minute Bob Assingham waited--conscious of a reason for replying to this address otherwise than by the so obvious method of turning his back.

He didn't turn his face, but he stared straight before him, and his wife had already perceived in the fact of his not moving all the proof she could desire-- proof, that is, of her own contention.

She knew he never cared what she said, and his neglect of his chance to show it was thereby the more eloquent.