Strange how her face had altered to his perception since the first meeting.

He smiled now when he beheld it--smiled as a man does when his senses are pleasantly affected.

He was getting to know it so well, to be prepared for its constant changes, to watch for certain movements of brows or lips when he had said certain things.

That forcible holding of her hand had marked a stage in progressive appreciation; since then he felt a desire to repeat the experiment.
'Or if thy mistress some rich anger shows, Imprison her soft hand, and let her rave--' The lines occurred to his memory, and he understood them better than heretofore.

It would delight him to enrage Rhoda, and then to detain her by strength, to overcome her senses, to watch her long lashes droop over the eloquent eyes.