"It seems serious enough, to my mind, till then." He stopped--considered--and laid his hand very earnestly on Geoffrey's arm.
"Mind!" he resumed.

"You are not to breathe a word to any living soul, of my having been near the inn!" "I've promised to hold my tongue, once already.

What do you want more ?" "I am anxious, Geoffrey.

I was at Craig Fernie, remember, when Blanche came there! She has been telling me all that happened, poor darling, in the firm persuasion that I was miles off at the time.

I swear I couldn't look her in the face! What would she think of me, if she knew the truth?
Pray be careful! pray be careful!" Geoffrey's patience began to fail him.
"We had all this out," he said, "on the way here from the station.
What's the good of going over the ground again ?" "You're quite right," said Arnold, good-humoredly.