This rapid play of suppressed appeal and disguised response lasted indeed long enough for more results than one--long enough for Mrs.Assingham to measure the feat of quick self-recovery, possibly therefore of recognition still more immediate, accompanying Amerigo's vision and estimate of the evidence with which she had been--so admirably, she felt as she looked at him--inspired to deal.

She looked at him and looked at him--there were so many things she wanted, on the spot, to say.

But Maggie was looking too--and was moreover looking at them both; so that these things, for the elder woman, quickly enough reduced themselves to one.
She met his question--not too late, since, in their silence, it had remained in the air.

Gathering herself to go, leaving the golden bowl split into three pieces on the ground, she simply referred him to his wife.

She should see them later, they would all meet soon again; and meanwhile, as to what Maggie had meant--she said, in her turn, from the door--why, Maggie herself was doubtless by this time ready to tell him.
XXXIV Left with her husband, Maggie, however, for the time, said nothing; she only felt, on the spot, a strong, sharp wish not to see his face again till he should have had a minute to arrange it.