The Hughs' rooms are---" She stopped, wrinkling her straight nose.
"So that's the household," said Hilary.

"Two married couples, one young man, one young girl"-- his eyes travelled from one to another of the two married couples, the young man, and the young girl, collected in this room--"and one old man," he added softly.
"Not quite the sort of place for you to go poking about in, Thyme," Stephen said ironically.

"Do you think so, Martin ?" "Why not ?" Stephen raised his brows, and glanced towards his wife.

Her face was dubious, a little scared.

There was a silence.