Only O'Moy, watching her and reading in her every word and glance and gesture the signs of her falsehood, knew the hideous thing she strove to hide, even, it seemed, at the cost of her lover's life.

To his lacerated soul her torture was a balm.

Gloating, he watched her, then, and watched her lover, marvelling at the blackguard's complete self-mastery and impassivity even now.
Major Swan was urging her gently.
"Eventually, then, what was it that you saw ?" "I saw a man lying on the ground, and another kneeling over him, and then--almost at once--Mullins came out, and--" "I don't think we need take this any further, Major Swan," the president again interposed.

"We have heard what happened after Mullins came out." "Unless the prisoner wishes--" began the judge-advocate.
"By no means," said Tremayne composedly.

Although outwardly impassive, he had been watching her intently, and it was his eyes that had perturbed her more than anything in that court.