After dinner Morrel usually went out and used to take his coffee at the Phocaean club, and read the Semaphore; this day he did not leave the house, but returned to his office.
As to Cocles, he seemed completely bewildered.

For part of the day he went into the court-yard, seated himself on a stone with his head bare and exposed to the blazing sun.

Emmanuel tried to comfort the women, but his eloquence faltered.

The young man was too well acquainted with the business of the house, not to feel that a great catastrophe hung over the Morrel family.

Night came, the two women had watched, hoping that when he left his room Morrel would come to them, but they heard him pass before their door, and trying to conceal the noise of his footsteps.
They listened; he went into his sleeping-room, and fastened the door inside.