He came into the room, and saw her leaning like a little white snow-wreath over the table, sobbing as if her heart would break.

To do her justice, Lillie's sobs were not affected.

She was lonesome and thoroughly frightened; and, when she heard him coming, her nerves gave out.

John's heart yearned towards her.

His short-lived anger had burned out; and he was perfectly longing for a reconciliation.