They brought him here about half an hour ago, and, to tell you the truth, I never looked at him.

He is in here.

I don't think they troubled to take off even his boots.

If you keep cool, we will get him downstairs and home without a soul beyond ourselves being any the wiser.
Indeed, Mrs.Y.seemed quite eager to help Mrs.X.
She pushed open the door, and Mrs.X, went in.

The next moment she came out with a white, scared face.
"It isn't Percy," she said.