In the midst of a noisy group, in the dining room, she found Charles drinking the wine as it gave its color aright in the cup.

She saw the deep flush upon his cheek, and the cloudiness of his eye, and for the first time upon that bridal night she felt a shiver of fear as the veil was suddenly lifted before her unwilling eye; and half reluctantly she said to herself, "Suppose after all my cousin Belle was right.".