He seemed suddenly to increase in size, to become more menacing, portentous.

There was thunder upon his forehead.

He seemed on the point of passionate speech.

At that moment the butler opened the door and Josephine held out her hand.
"It was very kind of you to call, Mr.Phipps.I will think over all that you have said, and discuss it--with my husband." Phipps had regained command of himself.

He bowed low over her hand but could not keep the malice from his tone.
"You could not have a better counsellor," he declared.
Neither Josephine nor Wingate spoke a word until the door was finally closed after the unwelcome caller and they heard his heavy tread retreating down the hall.