He seemed in a great state of excitement, and afraid to make any noise.

Even when he shot the bolt he did it silently.
It was a square room, moderately clean, furnished only with a table and two chairs.

There were other rooms leading off it, but the stone partitions did not reach as high as the thatch and I could hear rustling, and some one snoring.

I sat on one of the chairs at his invitation, and rather hoped for supper, having had none.

But supper was not in his mind; it seemed he had too much else to worry him.