She'll be sleepy and will go straight to bed.

About half past ten.

If I'm not on the front veranda--no, the side veranda--by eleven, you'll know something has prevented." "But you'll surely come ?" "I'll come." And it both thrilled and alarmed him to see how much in earnest she was.

But he looked love into her loving eyes and went away, too intoxicated to care whither this adventure was leading him.
At dinner she felt she was no longer a part of this family.

Were they not all pitying and looking down on her in their hearts?
She was like a deformed person who has always imagined the consideration he has had was natural and equal, and suddenly discovers that it is pity for his deformity.