The worst cleverness of the things he does, is that when one tells of them, they sound like lies.

I have a bewildered feeling that I should not believe them myself if I had not seen them.

He met the boy in the park and took the note from him.

He came back to the house and up to my room, where I was dressing quickly to go to Mr.Ffolliott." She stopped for quite a minute, rather as if to recover breath.
"He closed the door behind him and came towards me with the note in his hand.

And I saw in a second the look that always terrifies me, in his face.