He took the man's privilege, and continued to gaze, and she to flush; and presently, 'What are you looking at ?' she said, moving uneasily.
'A most beautiful face,' he answered, with the note of sincerity in his voice which a woman's ear never fails to appreciate.
She rose and curtsied low, perhaps to hide the tell-tale pleasure in her eyes.

'Thank you, sir,' she said.

And she drew back as if she intended to leave him.
'But you are not--you are not offended, Julia ?' 'Julia ?' she answered, smiling.

'No, but I think it is time I relieved your Highness from attendance.

For one thing, I am not quite sure whether that pretty flattery was addressed to Clarissa--or to Pamela.
And for another,' she continued more coldly, seeing Sir George wince under this first stroke--he was far from having his mind made up--'I see Lady Dunborough watching us from the windows at the corner of the house.
And I would not for worlds relieve her ladyship's anxiety by seeming unfaithful to her son.' 'You can be spiteful, then ?' Soane said, laughing.
'I can--and grateful,' she answered.