His eyes, open as though in astonishment or pain, followed every movement of Diana, scrutinized every look and gesture.

His face had flushed slightly--his lips were parted.

He had the aspect of one trying eagerly, passionately, to follow up some clew that would not unwind itself; and every now and then he bent forward--listening--trying to catch her voice.
Presently the inspection was over.

Diana turned and beckoned to Mrs.
Colwood.

The two ladies went toward the drawing-room, Mr.Ferrier showing the way.
When he returned to the hall, Sir James Chide, its sole occupant, was walking up and down.
"Who was that young lady ?" said Sir James, turning abruptly.
"Isn't she charming?
Her name is Mallory--and she has just settled at Beechcote, near here.