Every glance of Hester's eye, every motion made with her hands, every little shake of her head, declared her purpose of fighting for that one fact, whatever might be the odds against her.
When the banker came down to breakfast things were better for a little time.

The pouring out of his tea mitigated somewhat the starchiness of his wife's severity, and Hester when cutting the loaf for him could seem to take an interest in performing an old duty.

He said not a word against Caldigate; and when he went out, Hester, as had been her custom, accompanied him to the gate.

'Of course you will be here when I come,' he said.
'Oh yes; I do not go home till to-morrow.' Then she parted from him, and spent the next hour or two up-stairs with her baby.
'May I come in ?' said the mother, knocking at the door.
'Oh yes, mamma.

Don't you think baby is very like his father ?' 'I dare say.