He was roused from his reverie by the arrival of the rest of the party.
Clarice sent word downstairs that she was tired and would not appear at supper.
But an hour later Sidney Mallinson found her seated by the open window.
She had not even taken off her hat or gloves.

Once or twice he seemed on the point of speaking, but she faced him steadily and her manner even invited his questions.

Mallinson turned away with the questions unasked.
But he lay long awake that night, thinking; and his resentment against Drake gained new fuel from his thoughts.

The frankness of his wife's admiration for Drake had before this awakened his suspicions, and the suspicions had become certain knowledge.

He guessed, too, that to some degree Drake returned his wife's inclination, and he began immediately on that account to set a higher value upon the possession of her than he had lately done.
Once Clarice heard him laugh aloud harshly.