The carriage had gone from the private road, and Ray was alone when I entered.

It was impossible to tell what had happened from his expression.

He sat stretched out in my easy chair, smoking furiously, and his face was impassive.

Grooton served us with dinner, and he ate and drank with only a few curt remarks.

But afterwards, when I was deep in my work, he suddenly addressed me.
"Boy," he then said, "turn round and listen to me." I obeyed him at once.
"Listen well," he said, "for I am not given to confidences.