Thunder was in the air; as it became dusk lightning was seen in the far distance.
A little after dark he heard a quick, light step upon the garden path.
The voice of the young dentist was audible at the door, and Mrs.Martha ushered him into the study.

Trenholme had felt more or less prejudice against this fellow since he had become aware that he was in some way connected with the incident that had discomforted his brother in his lonely station.

He looked at him with a glance of severe inquiry.
"I'm _real_ sorry to disturb you," said the dentist; "but, upon my word, I'm uneasy in my mind.

I've lost old Mr.Cameron." It occurred to Trenholme now for the first time since he had heard of Bates's coming that he, Bates, was the very man who could speak with authority as to whether the old man in question had a right to the name of Cameron.

He wondered if the American could possibly have private knowledge of Bates's movements, and knew that his coming could dispel the mystery.