Barker hardly noticed the blush, for he was getting into very deep water, and was on the point of losing his head.
"That he proposed to you, and you refused him," he said, still smiling.
"Take care, sir," she said quickly, "when Dr.Claudius comes back he--" Barker interrupted her with a laugh.
"Claudius coming back ?" he answered, "ha! ha! good indeed!" He looked at Margaret.

She was very quiet, and she was naturally so dark that, in the shadow of the fan she held carelessly against the light, he could not see how pale she turned.

She was intensely angry, and her anger took the form of a preternatural calm of manner, by no means indicative of indifferent reflection.

She was simply unable to speak for the moment.

Barker, however, whose reason was in abeyance for the moment, merely saw that she did not answer; and, taking her silence for consent to his slighting mention of Claudius, he at once proceeded with his main proposition.