I heard voices as I went, talking rapidly somewhere, but there was no one to be seen.

Then he knocked softly upon a door at the end of the passage; a voice cried to us to come in; and I entered; and, to my astonishment, not only was the little closet half full of persons, but these persons were somewhat exceptional.
At the end of the table that was opposite me, sat His Majesty, tilting his chair back a little as if he were weary of the talk; but his face was flushed as if with anger.

Upon his right sat the Duke, with his periwig pushed a little back, and his face more flushed even than the King's.

Opposite to the Duke sat two men, whom I took to be priests by their faces--one fair, the other dark--( and I presently proved to be right)--and beside him Mr.Chiffinch, very eager-looking, and lean, talking at a great speed, with his hands clasped upon the table.
Finally, my Lord Danby sat next to the Duke, opposite to Mr.Chiffinch, with a sullen look upon his face.

There was a great heap of papers, again, upon the table, between the five men.