As it is I am a great deal worse than when I landed.' Everyone at the hotel noticed his lordship's white and haggard looks.

He had been known there as a young man in the bloom of health and strength, and his decay was particularly obvious to these people.
'I saw death in his face,' the landlord said, afterwards.
Every one, even her ladyship's firmness and good sense, gave way before the invalid's impatience.

At three in the afternoon they left the hotel, with four horses, to make the remaining nineteen miles of the way in one stage.

They had not been on the road half an hour before the snow began to fall thickly, whitening everything around them, except the lake, which showed a dark leaden surface at the bottom of the slope along the edge of which they were travelling.

Too sullen for speech, Lord Maulevrier sat back in his corner, with his sable cloak drawn up to his chin, his travelling cap covering head and ears, his eyes contemplating the whitening world with a weary anger.