But I wanted to see Sampson's face, to see into his eyes.
As I entered, the talking ceased.

I saw no face except his and that seemed blank.
"Vaughn Steele, Ranger--come to see you, sir." I announced.
Did Sampson start--did his eyes show a fleeting glint--did his face almost imperceptibly blanch?
I could not have sworn to either.

But there was a change, maybe from surprise.
The first sure effect of my announcement came in a quick exclamation from Wright, a sibilant intake of breath, that did not seem to denote surprise so much as certainty.

Wright might have emitted a curse with less force.
Sampson moved his hand significantly and the action was a voiceless command for silence as well as an assertion that he would attend to this matter.

I read him clearly so far.