"Considering that we are all here for the purpose of playing, that seems rather remarkable.

Is any thing wrong, Miss Silvester ?" A flush appeared on the delicate paleness of Miss Silvester's face.
But she did her duty as a woman and a governess.

She submitted, and so preserved appearances, for that time.
"Nothing is the matter," she answered.

"I am not very well this morning.
But I will play if you wish it." "I do wish it," answered Lady Lundie.
Miss Silvester turned aside toward one of the entrances into the summer-house.

She waited for events, looking out over the lawn, with a visible inner disturbance, marked over the bosom by the rise and fall of her white dress.
It was Blanche's turn to select the next player.
In some preliminary uncertainty as to her choice she looked about among the guests, and caught the eye of a gentleman in the front ranks.