The key is in my trousers." This business over, she returned to the bedside with the key.

She felt a little ashamed of herself, a bit of a hypocrite.

Every article in the trunk was fully known to her, through a recounting of the list by the doctor.

To hand the key back in silence was like offering a lie.
"Put it under my pillow," he said.
Immediately she had spoken of the loose button he knew that henceforth he must show no concern over the disposition of that coat.

He must not in any way call their attention to it.