Did you notice nothing in his manner last night ?" Yes, the professor _had_ noticed something.

Now there comes back to him that tall figure stooping over Perpetua, the handsome, leering face bent low--the girl's instinctive withdrawal.
"Something must be done," says he.
"Yes.

And quickly.

Young girls are sometimes dazzled by men of his sort.

And Per--Miss Wynter-- Look here, Curzon," breaking off hurriedly.