But not even Dumas himself could keep my attention to the story.

What else I was thinking of I cannot say.

Why I was out of spirits I am unable to explain.

I wished myself back in England: I took a blind, unreasoning hatred to Morwick Farm.
Nine o'clock struck; and we all assembled again at supper, with the exception of John Jago.

He was expected back to supper; and we waited for him a quarter of an hour, by Mr.Meadowcroft's own directions.