He had but to remember having heard Lord Loudwater snore at, say, a few minutes to twelve, to break it down.

He did not conceive that he would encounter any difficulty in remembering that if it should be necessary.
The solemnity of the funeral and Mr.Carrington's conversation in the coach--he had talked about the weather--had not weakened his resolve that, if he could help it, no one should swing for the murder.
This realization of his position of vantage made him eager to go to Helena to set her mind at rest, should she, as he thought most likely, be greatly troubled by the fact that her untimely visit to the murdered man was known.

But he had to lunch at the Castle with the funeral guests.
They were interested beyond measure in the murder and full of questions.
He talked to them with a darkly mysterious air, and made a deep impression of discreet sagacity on their simple minds.

He observed that Olivia appeared to have been afflicted more deeply by the funeral than he had expected.

She looked harassed and seemed to find the lunch rather a strain.