Letty's countenance could never have looked like that.
Left to herself again, Adela took the parcel upon her lap and sat dreaming.

It was long before her face relaxed; when it did so, the mood that succeeded was profoundly sorrowful.

One would have said that it was no personal grief that absorbed her, but compassion for the whole world's misery.
When at length she undid the wrapping, her eye was at once caught by the papers within the volume.

She started, and seemed afraid to touch the book.

Her first thought was that Eldon had enclosed a letter; but she saw that there was no envelope, only two or three loose slips.