"A beast to have spoiled our time together in this dear old church by saying that to you about Mr.Tapster.Try and forget it, Bill!" He made no answer.

His brain was in a whirlwind of wrath, of suspicion, of anger, of sick jealousy.

This was the real danger--not all the nonsense that Bubbles talked about her power of raising ghosts, and of being haunted by unquiet spirits.

The real danger the girl was in now was that of being persuaded into marrying that loathsome Tapster--for his money.
He left her near the door while he went back to put out the lights.

Then he groped his way to where she was standing, waiting for him.