I could not make up my mind which it could be.
The other lady was much older, and had no claims to beauty.

I could see her face plainly, for she looked round once or twice as though she were expecting some one.
She must have been over thirty, and had rather a singular face; it was thin, dark-complexioned, and very sallow; she was a stylish-looking woman, but her appearance did not interest me.

To my surprise, just as the service commenced, Mr.Hamilton came in and joined them.

So these must be the ladies from Gladwyn, I thought.

That beautiful pale girl must be his sister Gladys, and the other one Miss Darrell.
I tried to keep my attention to my own devotions, but every now and then my eyes would stray to the lovely face before me.