She had, for so much coolness, the strength that she considered she knew all about Miss Dolman.
"Yes--paid." She saw all sorts of things in this reply, even to a small suppressed start of surprise at so correct an assumption; even to an attempt the next minute at a fresh air of detachment.

"How much, with the answer ?" The calculation was not abstruse, but our intense observer required a moment more to make it, and this gave her ladyship time for a second thought.

"Oh just wait!" The white begemmed hand bared to write rose in sudden nervousness to the side of the wonderful face which, with eyes of anxiety for the paper on the counter, she brought closer to the bars of the cage.

"I think I must alter a word!" On this she recovered her telegram and looked over it again; but she had a new, an obvious trouble, and studied it without deciding and with much of the effect of making our young woman watch her.
This personage, meanwhile, at the sight of her expression, had decided on the spot.

If she had always been sure they were in danger her ladyship's expression was the best possible sign of it.