Is it logical to suppose that he would terminate all these plans and ambitions by destroying himself?
I, for one, will never believe it.

I have my own thoughts and suspicions--" He turned a sudden searching glance on her.

"Suspicions of whom ?" "I took a dislike to that terrible man-servant of Robert's from the moment I saw him," said Mrs.Pendleton, setting her chin firmly.
This feminine flight was too swift for Austin Turold to follow.
"What has that to do with what we are talking about ?" he demanded.
"When we reached the door last night it was Thalassa who let us in, with his hat and coat on, ready to go out.

There was something strange and furtive about his manner, too, for I never took my eyes off him, and I'm sure he had something on his mind.

I'm quite convinced it was he who was listening at the door yesterday afternoon.