Charlotte's eyes at once forsook the portrait to dwell on Paula's face.

It paled a little, and this was followed by a hot blush--perceptibly a blush of shame.

That was all.

She flung the picture down on the table, and moved away.
It was now Mr.Power's turn.

Anticipating Dare, who was advancing with a deprecatory look to seize the photograph, he also grasped it.