It is thus one seeks to propitiate the evil powers, to turn the edge of their blows by meekness.
'No, he couldn't come,' said Alice.
She had a muff on her left hand, and was turning it round and round with the other.

Emma had not asked her to sit down, merely because of the inward agitation which absorbed her.
'He's quite well ?' 'Oh yes, quite well.' Again Alice paused.

Emma's heart was beating painfully.

She knew now that Richard's sister had not come on an ordinary visit; she felt that the call to Wanley had had some special significance.

Alice did not ordinarily behave in this hesitating way.
'Did--did he send me a message ?' 'Yes.' But even now Alice could not speak.