Yet silence was the first result of his departure.

Judge Rawdon took out his pocketbook and began to study its entries.

Ruth Bayard rose and closed the piano.

Ethel lifted a magazine, while it was Madam who finally asked in an impatient tone: "What do you think of Frederick?
I suppose, Edward, you have an opinion.
Isn't he a very clever man ?" "I should not wonder if he were, mother, clever to a fault." "I never heard a young man talk better." "He talked a great deal, but then, you know, he was not on his oath." "I'll warrant every word he said." "Your warrant is fine surety, mother, but I am not bound to believe all I hear.

You women can please yourselves." And with these words he left the women to find out, if they could, what manner of man their newly-found kinsman might be.
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