He did not look at them.

Evidently he knew the contents by heart.

Constance did not need to be told that this was a sheaf of the daily reports of the agency for which Drummond worked.
He paused.

She had been watching him searchingly.

She was determined not to let him justify himself first.
"Mr.Caswell," she persisted in a low, earnest tone, "don't be so sure that there is nothing in this dream, business.