CHAPTER 3.IV.
It had made it very awkward for them when Mr.Farolles, of St.John's, called the same afternoon.
"The end was quite peaceful, I trust ?" were the first words he said as he glided towards them through the dark drawing-room.
"Quite," said Josephine faintly.

They both hung their heads.

Both of them felt certain that eye wasn't at all a peaceful eye.
"Won't you sit down ?" said Josephine.
"Thank you, Miss Pinner," said Mr.Farolles gratefully.

He folded his coat-tails and began to lower himself into father's arm-chair, but just as he touched it he almost sprang up and slid into the next chair instead.
He coughed.

Josephine clasped her hands; Constantia looked vague.
"I want you to feel, Miss Pinner," said Mr.Farolles, "and you, Miss Constantia, that I'm trying to be helpful.