You cannot imagine how I chafe under this harassing restraint." "I can imagine it very easily," said Junius.
"The only thing I have to hope for," said Lawrence, "is that to-morrow may be a fine day, and that the lady may come outside and give me the chance of speaking to her at this open door." Junius smiled grimly.

"It appears to me," he said, "as if it were likely to rain for several days.

But now I must go into the house and see the family.

I hope you believe me, sir, when I say I am sorry to find you in your present predicament." "Yes," said Lawrence, smiling, although he did not feel at all gay, "for, otherwise, I might have been finally rejected and far away." "If you had been rejected," said Junius, "I should have been very glad, indeed, to have you stay with us." "Thank you," said Lawrence.
"I will look in upon you again," said Junius, as he left the room.
Lawrence's mind, which had been in a very unpleasant state of troubled restiveness for some days, was now thrown into a sad turmoil by this arrival of Junius Keswick.

As he saw that tall and good-looking young man going up the steps of the house porch, with his valise in his hand, he clinched both his fists as they rested on the arm of his chair, and objurgated the anti-detective.
"If it had not been for that rascal," he said to himself, "I should not have written to Keswick, and he would not have thought of coming back at this untimely moment.