"Oh dear, yes!" She had another pause while, across her carpets, he had another walk.
"If you don't look out you'll have them straight over." "Oh but I've said he'll go back." "And WILL he ?" Miss Gostrey asked.
The special tone of it made him, pulling up, look at her long.

"What's that but just the question I've spent treasures of patience and ingenuity in giving you, by the sight of him--after everything had led up--every facility to answer?
What is it but just the thing I came here to-day to get out of you?
Will he ?" "No--he won't," she said at last.

"He's not free." The air of it held him.

"Then you've all the while known-- ?" "I've known nothing but what I've seen; and I wonder," she declared with some impatience, "that you didn't see as much.

It was enough to be with him there--" "In the box?
Yes," he rather blankly urged.
"Well--to feel sure." "Sure of what ?" She got up from her chair, at this, with a nearer approach than she had ever yet shown to dismay at his dimness.