Gentlemen are often put to the test, and they invariably remain gentlemen.
He stopped at the door.

"Will you tell Anne that I'll be here to-morrow, Mrs.Tresslyn ?" "I shall tell her, of course," said Mrs.Tresslyn, and lifted her lorgnon.
He went out, filled to the throat with rage and resentment.

His strong body was bent as if against a gale, and his hands were tightly clenched in his overcoat pockets.

In his haste to get away from the house, he had fairly flung himself into the ulster that Rawson held for him, and the collar of his coat showed high above the collar of the greatcoat,--a most unusual lapse from orderliness on the part of this always careful dresser.
He was returning to his grandfather's house.

Old Templeton Thorpe would be waiting there for him, and Mr.Thorpe's man would be standing outside the library door as was his practice when his master was within, and there would be a sly, patient smile on the servant's lips but not in his sombre eyes.