She always read the accounts in the _Queen_, or the _Sketch_, of "smart society" on the Riviera, and it was plain to her that Constance had been dreadfully "in it." It would not apparently have been possible to be more "in it." She was again conscious of a hot envy of her cousin which made her unhappy.
Also Connie's good looks were becoming more evident.

She had taken off her hat, and all the distinction of her small head, her slender neck and sloping shoulders, was more visible; her self-possession, too, the ease and vivacity of her gestures.

Her manner was that of one accustomed to a large and varied world, who took all things without surprise, as they came.

Dr.Hooper had felt some emotion, and betrayed some, in this meeting with his sister's motherless child; but the girl's only betrayal of feeling had lain in the sharpness with which she had turned away from her uncle's threatened effusion.

"And how she looks at us!" thought Alice.