She stopped abruptly, dismayed by something in his face.
"You are hiding some misfortune from me," she cried; "I can see it in your face.

You have had bad news of him." "Upon my honour, no.

He was not in very strong health when he left England, that is all; and, like yourself, I am naturally anxious." He had not meant to admit even as much as this just yet; but having said this, he found himself compelled to say more.

Marian questioned him so closely, that she finally extorted from him the whole history of John Saltram's illness.

After that it was quite in vain to attempt consolation.