The long window nearest the smoking-room door was open.
The group of servants were all watching him; never had he moved or acted with an air of graver or greater importance.

His portliness gave it weight.
"Has any of you opened the windows of the library this morning ?" he said.
No one answered.
Then Mrs.Carruthers, the housekeeper, said: "Clarke does the library every morning.

Have you done it this morning, Clarke ?" "No, mum.

I hadn't finished the green droring-room when Mr.Holloway brought the sad news," said one of the housemaids.
Mr.Manley locked the library door and put that key also in his pocket.
Then he said in a tone of authority: "I think, Mrs.Carruthers, that the sooner we all have breakfast the better.

I for one am going to have a hard day, and I shall need all my strength.