Was everybody gone to bed?
No.
There were movements in a distant room.

Somebody coughed, and seemed to be walking about.

But she couldn't hear any talking.

If Cousin Philip were still up, he was alone.
Her anger came back upon her, and then curiosity.

What was he thinking about, as he paced his room like a caged squirrel?
About the trouble she was likely to give him--and what a fool he had been to take the job?
She would like to go and reason with him.