Lord John comes over to me, and we look out together into the night.

Lord John had recovered all his natural color, and a bit more.

He must be going to talk to Lord John now.

Lord John had placed his watch upon the table beside him.

Lord John made a sign to him that he should wait for an answer and then he turned to us.

Lord John pulled himself together with an obvious effort, and made her a leg.

Lord John turned his head slightly, and caught sight of her.

Lord John had been nothing but courtesy itself to me.

Lord John had stopped dead in the path during this speech.

Lord John, who had obviously been about to ask the same thing, gave him a glance.