If ever a man looked possessed of an evil spirit, it was he; but he did not speak.

He walked down the stairs without a word, and then out into the street.
I stood and watched him until he was out of sight, and then tried to collect my scattered thoughts.

On the whole, I was not pleased with the interview.

I had shown my hand.

It would have been far better if I could have allowed him still to think I was in his power, but the temptation to show him my freedom was too strong.