He can see without looking, hear without listening.

He--he"-- she stammered, colored, and stopped.
The two men had faced each other.

Curson, after his first good-natured impulse, had retained no wish to regain Teresa, whom he felt he no longer loved, and yet who, for that very reason perhaps, had awakened his chivalrous instincts.

Low, equally on his side, was altogether unconscious of any feeling which might grow into a passion, and prevent him from letting her go with another if for her own safety.

They were both men of a certain taste and refinement.