He had the art of indicating darkly.
'Ines, you mean ?' Fleetwood cried, and he appeared as nauseated and perplexed as he felt.

Why should Ines assault Mr.Wythan?
It happened that the pugilist's patron had, within the last fifteen minutes, driven past a certain thirty-acre meadow, sight of which on his way to Carinthia had stirred him.

He had even then an idea of his old deeds dogging him to bind him, every one of them, the smallest.
'But you've nothing to go by,' he said.

'Why guess at this rascal more than another ?' Gower quoted Mrs.Rundles and the ostler for witnesses to Kit's visit yesterday to the Royal Sovereign, though Kit shunned the bar of the Esslemont Arms.
'I guess pretty clearly, because I suspect he was hanging about and saw me and Madge together.' 'Consolations for failures in town ?--by the way, you are complimented, and I don't think you deserved it.

However, there was just the chance to stop a run to perdition.