Then he, too, had been ejected, as it were, out of the world, and it had seemed to him as though Laura Standish and Robert Kennedy had been the inhabitants of another hemisphere.

Now he was about to see them both again, both separately; and to become the medium of some communication between them.

He knew, or thought that he knew, that no communication could avail anything.
It was dark night when he was driven up to the door of Loughlinter House in a fly from the town of Callender.

When he first made the journey, now some six or seven years since, he had done so with Mr.
Ratler, and he remembered well that circumstance.

He remembered also that on his arrival Lady Laura had scolded him for having travelled in such company.