To them she was like a vision, with her noble face and distinguished air.
Stephen Thorne and his wife received the great lady not without some trepidation; yet they were in no way to blame.

The fatal marriage had been as great a blow to them as to Lord and Lady Earle.

With the quiet dignity and graceful ease that never deserted her, Lady Earle soon made them feel at home.

She started in utter surprise, when a quiet, grave woman, on whose face sweetness and sullen humor were strangely mingled, entered the room.

This could not be pretty, coy, blushing Dora! Where were the dimples and smiles?
The large dark eyes raised so sadly to hers were full of strange, pathetic beauty.