His imperturbable manner vanished; he sat erect, his eyes sparkled, and he told me I must play better.

We began another game, which he was confident of winning.

I kept my eyes on the cards, and there was silence till Mr.Somers exclaimed, "Don't trump now, Mr.Morgeson." I watched the table for his card to fall, but as it did not, looked at him for the reason.

He had forgotten us, and was lost in contemplation, with his eyes fixed upon me.

The recognition of some impulse had mastered him.