Yet Blanche somehow did not feel comfortable.

What was wrong, for instance, with Lionel Varick?
He looked ill at ease, as well as ill physically.
Something seemed also to be weighing on Dr.Panton's mind.

Even Sir Lyon Dilsford was unlike his pleasant easy self.

But Blanche thought she knew what ailed _him_.
Her only sheet anchor of comfort during that long, dull afternoon and evening was the thought that Bubbles' life was set on the right lines at last ...

and that Mark Gifford had not changed..