It was a glance full of good will, but penetrating also, and critical.

It was as though the person from whom it came had more than a mere stranger's interest in the tall young lady in white, now advancing towards Miss Wenlock.
But she gave no immediate sign of it.

She and Miss Wenlock had been discussing an Oxford acquaintance, the newly-married wife of one of the high officials of the University.

Miss Wenlock, always amiable, had discreetly pronounced her "charming." "Oh, so dreadfully charming!" said Mrs.Mulholland with a shrug, "and so sentimental that she hardens every heart.

Mine becomes stone when I talk to her.