Then he looked at Lister, who felt embarrassed and angry.

He saw Grace and Mrs.Cartwright were curious and thought Hyslop's glance got keen.
"If it will not bother Mr.Lister, we would like to hear his narrative," said Cartwright quietly, but Lister got a hint of command.
He narrated his adventure on the train, and although he tried to rob the story of its romance, was surprised when he stopped for a moment.

Vernon was carelessly lighting a cigarette, but Lister saw his carelessness was forced.

When he got a light he crossed the grass, as if he meant to throw the match over the hedge.

Lister thought Cartwright watched Harry with dry amusement.