Those eyes were a trifle too honest, and, like the deep clear water they resembled, apt to throw up shadows of the passing thoughts above.
"False and cold and heartless," thought Beatrice.

"I wonder how a man like that could marry her; and how much he loves her." Thus the two women took each other's measure at a glance, each finding the other wanting by her standard.

Nor did they ever change that hastily formed judgment.
It was all done in a few seconds--in that hesitating moment before the words we summon answer on our lips.

The next, Lady Honoria was sweeping towards her with outstretched hand, and her most gracious smile.
"Miss Granger," she said, "I owe you a debt I never can repay--my dear husband's life.

I have heard all about how you saved him; it is the most wonderful thing--Grace Darling born again.