Mina was looking tired and pale, but she made a gallant effort to be bright and cheerful.

It wrung my heart to think that I had had to keep anything from her and so caused her inquietude.

Thank God, this will be the last night of her looking on at our conferences, and feeling the sting of our not showing our confidence.

It took all my courage to hold to the wise resolution of keeping her out of our grim task.

She seems somehow more reconciled, or else the very subject seems to have become repugnant to her, for when any accidental allusion is made she actually shudders.