"I'm singularly placed."
He walked to and fro again. Rachel, meanwhile, heard Belhaven slowly
descending the stairs.
"Johnstone, you--you don't mean to quarrel with him now?"
"I've told you I can't; he's safe enough."
"I'm thankful for that!"
Astry stood still, regarding her earnestly, his heavy pale eyes seeming
to concentrate thought.
"You're unhappy."