Sir James was making friends with Mrs.Colwood, whose gentle looks and widow's dress appealed to him.

Fanny, Miss Drake, and Mr.Birch made a group by the fireplace; Mr.Birch was posing as an authority on the drama; Fanny, her dark eyes fixed upon Alicia, was not paying much attention; and Alicia, with ill-concealed impatience, was yawning behind her glove.
Hugh Roughsedge was examining the Donatello photograph.
"Do you like it ?" said Diana, standing beside him.

She was conscious of having rather neglected him at lunch, and there was a dancing something in her own heart which impelled her to kindness and compunction.

Was not the good, inarticulate youth, too, going out into the wilds, his life in his hands, in the typical English way?
The soft look in her eyes which expressed this mingled feeling did not mislead the recipient.

He had overheard Sir James Glide's message; he understood her.
Presently, Mrs.Roughsedge, seeing that it was a sunny day and the garden looked tempting, asked to be allowed to inspect a new greenhouse that Diana was putting up.