I wonder whether Paget is in the secret.

His manner seemed open enough; but that sort of man can pretend anything.

I've noticed that he and George have been very confidential lately.

I wonder whether there's any underhand game on the cards between those two." The game of which Mr.Sheldon thought as he leant over his blotting-paper was a very different kind of game from that which really occupied the attention of George and his friend.
"I'll go to his lodgings at once," he said to himself by-and-by, rising and putting on his hat quickly in his eagerness to act upon his resolution.

"I'll see if he really has left town." The stockbroker hailed the first empty hansom to be seen in the crowded thoroughfare from which his shady court diverged.