He augured well from her agitation; but presently he saw something that puzzled him, and gave a man of his experience a qualm.
A tear forced its way between her fingers; another, and another, soon followed.
Coventry said to himself, "There's some other man." And he sighed heavily; but even in this moment of true and strong feeling he was on his guard, and said nothing.
It was his wisest course.

She was left to herself, and an amazing piece of female logic came to Mr.Coventry's aid.

She found herself crying, and got frightened at herself.

That, which would have made a man pause, had just the opposite effect on her.

She felt that no good could come to any body of those wild and weak regrets that made her weep.