His perturbation seemed strange.

If Phineas' business were only the conversion of Mistress Gwyn, what reason had Jonah Wall to go white as Dover cliffs over it?
We came to the Castle and I dismissed him, bidding him stow his load safely in my quarters.

Then I repaired to the Duke of Monmouth's apartments, wondering in what mood I should find him after last night's rebuff.

Little did he think that I had been a witness of it.

I entered his room; he was sitting in his chair, with him was Carford.