He knew her face very well; he had spent half an hour in copying it.
"Here comes Miss Vivian!" said Gordon Wright, also getting up, as if to make room for the daughter near the mother.
She stopped in front of them, smiling slightly, and then she rested her eyes upon Longueville.

Their gaze at first was full and direct, but it expressed nothing more than civil curiosity.

This was immediately followed, however, by the light of recognition--recognition embarrassed, and signalling itself by a blush.
Miss Vivian's companion was a powerful, handsome fellow, with a remarkable auburn beard, who struck the observer immediately as being uncommonly well dressed.

He carried his hands in the pockets of a little jacket, the button-hole of which was adorned with a blooming rose.

He approached Blanche Evers, smiling and dandling his body a little, and making her two or three jocular bows.
"Well, I hope you have lost every penny you put on the table!" said the young girl, by way of response to his obeisances.
He began to laugh and repeat them.
"I don't care what I lose, so long--so long--" "So long as what, pray ?" "So long as you let me sit down by you!" And he dropped, very gallantly, into a chair on the other side of her.
"I wish you would lose all your property!" she replied, glancing at Bernard.
"It would be a very small stake," said Captain Lovelock.