For two weeks he had seen the light of day only through the deep, narrow opening of one small window.
At first he had had visitors--indignant, excited visitors who came in hotly to remonstrate, to threaten, to abuse.

Dr.Fenton had charged in upon him with a whole battery of reproaches.

In stentorian tones he rehearsed the judge's kindness in befriending him, he pointed out his generosity, and laid stress on Sandy's heinous ingratitude.

Mr.
Moseley had arrived with arguments and reasons and platitudes, all expressed in a polysyllabic monotone.

Mr.Meech had come many times with prayers and petitions and gentle rebuke.
To them all Sandy gave patient, silent audience, wincing under the blame, but making no effort to defend himself.