Lenora, on the other hand, seemed to have lost a great deal of her usual self composure.

She seldom sat still for more than a moment or two together.
She was obviously nervous and excited.
"What's got hold of you, Lenora ?" Quest asked her once.

"You seem all fidgets." She glanced at him apologetically.
"I can't help it," she confessed.

"If you knew of the many sleepless nights I have had, of how I have racked my brain wondering what could have become of James, you wouldn't really wonder that I am excited now that there is some chance of really finding out.

Often I have been too terrified to sleep." "We very likely shan't find out a thing," Quest reminded her.