When this occurs, Lady Ruth and the doctor exchange significant looks.

They understand that already the seed is beginning to sprout, and the absence of the Englishman is a positive relief to them.
Duncan Craig accompanies the party.

Aunt Gwen has already taken a great fancy to the gentleman, and makes it as pleasant for him as possible.
John tries to study his father in secret, but finds it a hard task.
Craig, Sr., is a lawyer of repute in Chicago, a man with a large income.
He has been called a Sphinx, and well deserves the cognomen, for no man shows less upon his face the emotions of his heart.
Only in debate, and when addressing a jury that hangs breathlessly upon his words, does he drop the mask and show what fire is in his soul.
So John, as in times of old, is unable to fathom the depths of his father's thoughts.
He is wretched, not knowing whether the coming of Craig, Sr., will influence his mission for good or evil.
And still the expected message from Ben Taleb does not come.
Once more evening vails day's splendor, and another night approaches, a night that John hopes will make a change in this monotonous run of luck, and bring him news.
Imagine his astonishment and secret delight when an open carriage stops at the door of the hotel, and as he glances at the elegant couple seated therein discovers Sir Lionel and the Potter.
It almost takes his breath away.
"Well, he is a hurricane in love, I declare.

If he fought in the same way, the Victoria cross wouldn't be enough to decorate him.

Jove! they already are dead set, each with the other.