There was a long silence.
"But what is it, Marsh?
What has happened ?" "Nothing's happened," he said at last.

"I'm a bit worried, that's all, about myself--my debts--my extravagance; isn't that enough to upset me?
Every one's crowding me!" There was another long pause.

Evelyn sighed softly; she felt that they were coming back too swiftly to the every-day concerns of life.
"I'm worried, too, about North!" Langham said presently.
"About North--what about North ?" "They are going to bring him back; didn't you know he had gone West?
He went last night." "But _who_ is going to bring him back ?" "They want him as a witness in the McBride case.

They--Moxlow, that is--seems to think he knows something that may be of importance.

He's a crazy fool, with his notions!" "But North--" Evelyn began.
"It may make a lot of trouble for him.