In a few minutes the man at the window came slowly back toward the fire, staring at the ground.
"The look in the eyes!" he said to himself--"the mouth!--the voice!" He stood by the vast and pompous fireplace--hanging over the blaze--the prey of some profound agitation, some flooding onset of memory.

Servants passed and repassed through the hall; sounds loud and merry came from the drawing-room.

Sir James neither saw nor heard..