It was extremely gruesome.

I murmured something about communicating with the young lady's relatives.

It seemed to me a very natural suggestion; but Fyne and his wife exchanged such a significant glance that I felt as though I had made a tactless remark.
But I really wanted to help poor Fyne; and as I could see that, manlike, he suffered from the present inability to act, the passive waiting, I said: "Nothing of this can be done till to-morrow.

But as you have given me an insight into the nature of your thoughts I can tell you what may be done at once.

We may go and look at the bottom of the old quarry which is on the level of the road, about a mile from here." The couple made big eyes at this, and then I told them of my meeting with the girl.