She had said nothing to her mother as to the manner in which this meeting should take place.

But then at first she had had an idea that Lady Desmond would be present.

But as the time came near Clara was still alone.
When her watch told her that it was already two, she was still by herself; and when the old servant, opening the door, announced that Mr.Fitzgerald was there, she was still unsupported by the presence of any companion.

It was very surprising that on such an occasion her mother should have kept herself away.
She had not seen Owen Fitzgerald since that day when they had walked together under the elm-trees, and it can hardly be said that she saw him now.

She had a feeling that she had injured him--had deceived, and in a manner betrayed him; and that feeling became so powerful with her that she hardly dared to look him in the face.
He, when he entered the room, walked straight up to her, and offered her his hand.