He "knew perfectly well," he said.

She was not convinced; but she let it go.

She did not want to quarrel with him for admiring her.
That afternoon, when Alice came in, her manner was so different from what it had been of late that her mother could not but observe it.

One moment she was distraite; the next she was impatient and even irritable; then this mood changed, and she was unusually gay; her cheeks glowed and her eyes sparkled; but even as she reflected, a change came, and she drifted away again into a brown study.
Next day, while Mrs.Yorke was still considering what to do, a card was handed her.

It was a name written simply on one of the slips of paper that were kept on the hotel counter below.