"Now, we'll begin again....

I was just saying, gentlemen, before this accident, that I had seen only ONE case of this peculiar form of the tendency before; and that case was the notorious"-- he kept his glittering eyes fixed harder on Hilda than ever--"the notorious Dr.
Yorke-Bannerman." _I_ was watching Hilda, too.

At the words, she trembled violently all over once more, but with an effort restrained herself.

Their looks met in a searching glance.

Hilda's air was proud and fearless: in Sebastian's, I fancied I detected, after a second, just a tinge of wavering.
"You remember Yorke-Bannerman's case," he went on.