If he felt any anxiety on his own account, however, it was not apparent.

Nor did he display any relief when the unpleasant tension passed and Sir Giles with a shrug turned away from him.
"Oh, go your own way, and be damned to you! I don't care what you do.
Don't stand gaping there, you fools! Get to your work! Better send for the vet.

Can't afford to have a valuable animal spoilt.

Dimsdale, take some brandy and hot water up to my room at once, before you do anything else.

Do you hear ?" And with that he tramped within, leaving an atmosphere of mingled relief and indignation behind him.
But if his words were callous, the soul of the man was far from easy as he mounted to his room.