But he repressed it, got into a hansom, and was driven to his father-in-law's house in Belsize Avenue, studying in a gloomily critical mood the anxiety that surged upon him and made his heart beat like a boy's as he drew near his destination.

There were two carriages at the door when he alighted.

The reticent expression of the coachmen sent a tremor through him.
The door opened before he rang.

"If you please, sir," said the maid in a low voice, "will you step into the library; and the doctor will see you immediately." On the first landing of the staircase two gentlemen were speaking to Mr.
Jansenius, who hastily moved out of sight, not before a glimpse of his air of grief 174 and discomfiture had given Trefusis a strange twinge, succeeded by a sensation of having been twenty years a widower.

He smiled unconcernedly as he followed the girl into the library, and asked her how she did.