If he notices anything it will only be that, for some reasons of your own, you are making a disagreeable noise.
As Mr.Alwynn looked back at Dare his anger died away within him, and a dull pain of deep disappointment and sense of sudden loneliness took its place.

Dare and he seemed many miles apart.

He felt that it would be of no use to say anything; and so, being a man, he held his peace.
Dare continued talking volubly of how he would get a lawyer's opinion at once in London; of his certainty that the American wife had no claim upon him; of how he would go over to America, if necessary, to establish the validity of his divorce; but Mr.Alwynn heard little or nothing of what he said.

He was thinking of Ruth with distress and self-upbraiding.

He had been much to blame, of course.
Dare's mention of her name recalled his attention.
"She is all goodness," he was saying.