Her pallid, colourless face had lost everything except expression.

If the weariness, which seemed to have found a home in her eyes, was just now absent, it was because a worse thing was shining out of them--a fear, of which there were traces even in her hurried walk and tone.

He rose at once and held out his hands.
"Come and sit down, Hester," he said, "and don't look so frightened." She obeyed him at once.
"I am frightened," she said, "because I feel that I ought not to have come here, and yet I thought that you ought to know at once what has happened.

Sir Leslie Borrowdean has been coming to see mother.

Last night he took her out to dinner.