More than once the watchfulness tired her and she closed her eyes because she did not want him to look into them--as if he were asking questions which were not altogether doctors' questions.
When he left her and went downstairs to talk to the Duchess he asked a good many quiet questions again.

He was a man whose intense interest in his profession did not confine itself wholly to its scientific aspect.
An extraordinarily beautiful child swooning into death was not a mere pathological incident to him.

And he knew many strange things brought about by the abnormal conditions of war.

He himself was conscious of being overstrung with the rest of a tormented world.
He knew of Mrs.Gareth-Lawless and he had heard more stories of her household, her loveliness and Lord Coombe than he had time to remember.
He had, of course, heard the unsavoury rumours of the child who was being brought up for some nefarious object.

As he knew Lord Coombe rather well he did not believe stories about him which went beyond a certain limit.