After all, she was very young, and abnormal instincts may be quieted with a mere sop at the first.
When Horace reached home that day of the drive he found that Rose had returned.

Sylvia said that she had been at home half an hour.
"She went to Alford," she said, "and I'm afraid she's all tired out.
She came home looking as white as a sheet.

She said she didn't want any dinner, but finally said she would come down." At the dinner-table Rose was very silent.

She did not look at Horace at all.

She ate almost nothing.