I have admitted that I was temporarily, at all events, a creature of extreme moods.

It was in this one that I retraced my steps towards the lights, and at length let myself into the garden by the postern at which I had shaken Rattray's hand not ten minutes before.
Taking heart of grace, I stepped up jauntily to the porch.

The weeds muffled my steps.

I myself had never thought of doing so, when all at once I halted in a vague terror.

Through the deep lattice windows I had seen into the lighted hall.