Ransford's glance showed that he was already chafing at the unpleasantness of his position--but Mary's only betokened apprehension.

And suddenly, as if she feared that Ransford would throw the curtains aside and walk into the front room, she laid a hand on his arm and motioned him to be patient--and silent.
"Oh ?" said Bryce.

"More in the air?
About that business ?" "Just so," assented Mitchington.

"To start with, that man Varner, the mason, has never ceased talking.

They say he's always at it--to the effect that the verdict of the jury at the inquest was all wrong, and that his evidence was put clean aside.