"Was it she who entered the house just now ?" "Yes.

I was misled by a mere resemblance.

Forgive me for my importunity--let me thank you most sincerely for your great kindness." He rose as he spoke.
"Do not go," said Unorna, looking at him earnestly.
He stood still, silent, as though his attitude should explain itself, and yet expecting that she would say something further.

He felt that her eyes were upon him, and he raised his own to meet the look frankly, as was his wont.

For the first time since he had entered her presence he felt that there was more than a mere disquieting attraction in her steady gaze; there was a strong, resistless fascination, from which he had no power to withdraw himself.