Yet, not to return to Gethin in such a case would be worse than cowardice, since his absence would be sure to be associated with Harry's midnight expedition.

He had hitherto only despised this Trevethick and his friend, but now, since he feared them, he began to hate them.

Bodily discomfort combined with his mental disquietude.

For the first time he felt the keenness of the moonlit air, and shivered in it, notwithstanding the hasty strides which he now was taking homeward.

Upon the hill-top he paused, and glanced about him.