He was, undoubtedly, an honest fellow, and had quarreled with Kirby over this very matter, refusing to have any hand in it.

He had supposed up to that time that he was doing no more than his duty under the law.

If I could arouse him from drunken stupor, he might even be willing to work with me in the attempt to rescue Eloise.
Rale disappeared through the rear door, after exchanging a few words with the woman, and did not return.

I waited motionless for some time, fearful lest he might come back.

Suddenly the front door opened noiselessly, and Kirby entered, advancing straight toward the bar.