There was no possible escape; she could only await her fate.

And when she was denounced as a fraud, and her glittering victory was gone, she could only take herself away with as much of the defiance of admitted defeat as she could assume--and that wouldn't be much.
She gazed up at Hunt, whitely, awaiting extermination.

Miss Sherwood's voice came to her from an infinite distance, introducing them.

Hunt bowed, with a formally polite smile, and said formally, "I'm very glad to meet you, Miss Cameron." Not till he and Miss Sherwood were seated and chatting did Maggie realize the fullness of the astounding fact that he had not recognized her.

This was far more upsetting to her than would have been recognition and exposure; she had been all braced for that, but not for what had actually happened.