Returning and sitting up in bed, she diligently studied the volume till the clock struck five, and her eyelids felt thick and heavy.

She then extinguished the light and lay down again.
'You look pale, Elfride,' said Mrs.Swancourt the next morning at breakfast.

'Isn't she, cousin Harry ?' A young girl who is scarcely ill at all can hardly help becoming so when regarded as such by all eyes turning upon her at the table in obedience to some remark.

Everybody looked at Elfride.

She certainly was pale.
'Am I pale ?' she said with a faint smile.