If they had lowered themselves an instant, if they had in any way betrayed a shadow of regret, he would have found an apology.

Instead of that, his fingers touched the handkerchief in his pocket.
"Did you sleep well, Miss Standish ?" he asked politely.
"Not at all," she replied, so frankly that his conviction was a bit unsettled.

"I tried to powder away the dark rings under my eyes, but I am afraid I have failed.

Is that why you ask ?" He was holding the handkerchief in his hand.

"This is the first morning I have seen you at breakfast.