or don't you expect him ever to come out ?" At that moment, Mrs.Fyne told me she met the girl's eyes.

There was that in them which made her shut her own.

She also felt as though she would have liked to put her fingers in her ears.

She restrained herself, however; and the "plain man" passed in his appalling versatility from sarcasm to veiled menace.
"You have--eh?
Well and good.

But before I go home let me ask you, my girl, to think if by any chance you throwing us over like this won't be rather bad for your father later on?
Just think it over." He looked at his victim with an air of cunning mystery.