For the close of an interview with Durrance left her continually with the sense that she had just stepped down from a witness-box where she had been subjected to a cross-examination so deft that she could not quite clearly perceive its tendency, although from the beginning she suspected it.
The stranger at the same time advanced to her.

He was a man of the middle size, with a short snub nose, a pair of vacuous protruding brown eyes, and a moustache of some ferocity.

He lifted his hat from his head and disclosed a round forehead which was going bald.
"I have sailed down from Kingsbridge," he said, "but I have never been in this part of the world before.

Can you tell me if this house is called The Pool ?" "Yes; you will find Mrs.Adair if you go up the steps on to the terrace," said Ethne.
"I came to see Miss Eustace." Ethne turned back to him with surprise.
"I am Miss Eustace." The stranger contemplated her in silence.
"So I thought." He twirled first one moustache and then the other before he spoke again.
"I have had some trouble to find you, Miss Eustace.

I went all the way to Glenalla--for nothing.