Nothing did, and now I'm paid for it." His voice had a quality which made her weep.

She tried to think of some words of comfort but could not.

She was indeed too deeply concerned with her own contending emotions.

There was marvelous appeal in this powerful, bronzed, undisciplined youth.

His lack of tact and gallantry, his disconcerting directness of look and speech shook her, troubled her, and rendered her weak.