Madame shrugged. Sheppard, whose distress at the consumption of the provisions had been somewhat allayed by the anticipation of the intruder's departure after he had satisfied his appetite, was now terrified in the extreme by seeing a light approach, and hearing footsteps on the stairs. “Everything very nice, I am sure,” Miss Stanley murmured to Capes as he steered her to a place upon the little sofa before the fire. They went on talking in the train—it seemed to her father a slight want of deference to him—and he listened and pretended to read the Times. But in between these wider phases of comparative confidence were gaps of disconcerting doubt, when the universe was presented as making sinister and threatening faces at her, defying her to defy, preparing a humiliating and shameful overthrow. ‘I’ve finished me report, sir,’ Trodger said aggrievedly. Why? Because he knew that when these two young people left, the island would become intolerable.
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