We were together." "Did you see it ?" Then she shuddered, put her handkerchief up to her eyes, and turned her face away.

"And yet the ball is to go on ?" he asked.
"Pray, pray, do not dwell on it,--unless you wish to force me back to my room.

When I left it I felt that I was attempting to do too much." This might have been all very well had she not been so manifestly able to talk to Lord Rufford on the same subject.

If there is any young man to whom a girl should be able to speak when she is in a state of violent emotion, it is the young man to whom she is engaged.
So at least thought Mr.John Morton.
Then dinner was announced, and the dinner certainly was sombre enough.

A dinner before a ball in the country never is very much of a dinner.