Certain it was that a moment's clairvoyance assailed his peace, and left behind it all manner of ugly conjectures.

Woman--so said the books--are adepts at dissimulation.

Was it conceivable that Monica had taken advantage of the liberty he had of late allowed her?
If a woman could not endure a direct, searching gaze, must it not imply some enormous wickedness ?--seeing that nature has armed them for this very trial.
In her setting forth for the railway station hurry was again evident, and disinclination to exchange parting words.

If the eagerness were simple and honest, would she not have accepted his suggestion and have gone in the morning?
For five minutes after her departure he stood in the hall, staring before him.

A new jealousy, a horrible constriction of the heart, had begun to torture him.