We all of us felt the awkwardness of it.

There was a general pause--Semyonov himself drew back with a little laugh.
Suddenly Marie Ivanovna, across the table, in English said softly but with a strange eager hostility: "How absurd!...

To let them all see ...

to let them know...." Perhaps I, who was sitting next to her, alone heard her words.
The colour left Trenchard's face; he looked at her once, then got up and left the table.

I could see then that she was distressed, but she talked, laughed more eagerly, more enthusiastically than before.
Sometimes I saw her look towards the school-house.
When there came an opportunity I rose and went to find him.