The preoccupied expression which, like images on the retina, remained with her for a moment after the state that caused it had ceased, now changed into a reserved, half-proud, and slightly indignant look, in which the blood diffused itself quickly across her cheek, and additional brightness broke the shade of her rather heavy eyes.
'I know I have no business here,' he said, answering the look.

'But I had a great wish to see you, and inquire how you were.

You can give your hand to me, seeing how often I have held it in past days ?' 'I would rather forget than remember all that, Mr.Barnet,' she answered, as she coldly complied with the request.

'When I think of the circumstances of our last meeting, I can hardly consider it kind of you to allude to such a thing as our past--or, indeed, to come here at all.' 'There was no harm in it surely?
I don't trouble you often, Lucy.' 'I have not had the honour of a visit from you for a very long time, certainly, and I did not expect it now,' she said, with the same stiffness in her air.

'I hope Mrs.Barnet is very well ?' 'Yes, yes!' he impatiently returned.