He was alternately flushed and deadly pale, and could not occasionally restrain a groan which scared his two companions.
At last they got up to go, to the relief of all three.
Meyrick said awkwardly: "Falloden's awfully sorry too.

He would have come with us--but he thought perhaps you wouldn't want him." "No, I don't want him!" said Radowitz vehemently.

"That's another business altogether." Meyrick hummed and hawed, fidgeting from one foot to the other.
"It was I started the beastly thing," he said at last.

"It wasn't Falloden at all." "He could have stopped it," said Radowitz shortly.

"And you can't deny he led it.