Blanche left the library, to speak privately to her uncle.

When she went back Miss Silvester was gone, and nothing has been seen of her since." "A row at the house ?" "Nobody knows of it at the house, except Blanche--" "And you?
And how many besides ?" "And Sir Patrick.

Nobody else." "Nobody else?
Any thing more ?" Arnold remembered his promise to keep the investigation then on foot a secret from every body.

Geoffrey's manner made him--unconsciously to himself--readier than he might otherwise have been to consider Geoffrey as included in the general prohibition.
"Nothing more," he answered.
Geoffrey dug the point of his stick deep into the soft, sandy ground.
He looked at the stick, then suddenly pulled it out of the ground and looked at Arnold.

"Good-afternoon!" he said, and went on his way again by himself.
Arnold followed, and stopped him.