He might have been attending to his legal practice, or he might have been abroad on mysterious errands.
"Funny business, this newspaper business is, isn't it ?" he remarked, after a moment.

"Just imagine Enville, now! Upon my soul I didn't think he had it in him!...

Of course,"-- he threw his head up with a careless laugh,--"of course, it would have been madness for us to miss such a chance! He's one of the men of the future, in this town." "Yes," she agreed, in an eager whisper.
In an instant George Cannon had completely changed the attitude of her conscience,--by less than a phrase, by a mere intonation.

In an instant he had reassured her into perfect security.

It was plain, from every accent of his voice, that he had done nothing of which he thought he ought to be ashamed.