Knowing nothing of the circumstances, he supposed that general traffic had been commenced.

He avoided the village street, and reached the Vicarage by a path through fields.
He found the vicar at dinner, though it was only half-past six.

The welcome he received was, in Mr.Wyvern's manner, almost silent; but when he had taken a place at the table he saw satisfaction on his host's face.

The meal was very plain, but the vicar ate with extraordinary appetite; he was one of those men in whom the demands of the stomach seem to be in direct proportion to the activity of the brain.

A question Hubert put about the train led to a brief account of what was going on.
Mr.Wyvern spoke on the subject with a gravity which was not distinctly ironical, but suggested criticism.
They repaired to the study.