Gone to London, eh?
Tore away without warning in the middle of the night to London! And coming back, too--that's the strange part of it!" One would think, from Sir Henry's expression, that he was finding food for much satisfaction in this recital of Lessingham's sudden disappearance.
"He is a wonderful fellow, this Lessingham," he added thoughtfully.

"He must have--yes, by God, he must have--In that storm, too!" "If you could speak coherently, Henry," Philippa observed, "I should like to say that I am exceedingly anxious to know why Mr.Lessingham has deserted us so precipitately." Sir Henry would have taken his wife's arm, but she avoided him.

He shrugged his shoulders and plodded up the steep path by her side.
"The whole question of Lessingham is rather a problem," he said.

"Of course, you and Helen have seen very much more of him than I have.

Isn't it true that people have begun to make curious remarks about him ?" "How did you know that, Henry ?" Philippa demanded.
"Well, one hears things," he replied.