Stanley J. Weyman,
A Party of Four
(1895)
“ The bald tradesman left his jelly on his plate, and looked as if he was going to be ill. Sir Eldred's face wore a frown. The skipper tossed off two glasses of sherry, one on top of the other. Only the white-faced clerk, fumbling with his bread, had betrayed no particular emotion, being too much taken up with his troubles, whatever they were, to perceive anything strange, or to sympathize with the feelings of his companions. "Whatever was the matter outside or whoever was the intruder," I thought, "they are a nervous lot. One is as bad as another. ”
