Up jumped Eleanor and, with a sudden quick motion of her hands, pushed back her hair over her shoulders.

It would have been perhaps better for her that she had not, for she thus showed more of her confusion than she would have done had she remained as she was.

Mr.Slope, however, immediately recognized her loveliness and thought to himself that, irrespective of her fortune, she would be an inmate that a man might well desire for his house, a partner for his bosom's care very well qualified to make care lie easy.

Eleanor hurried out of the room to readjust her cap, muttering some unnecessary apology about her baby.

And while she is gone, we will briefly go back and state what had been hitherto the results of Mr.Slope's meditations on his scheme of matrimony.
His inquiries as to the widow's income had at any rate been so far successful as to induce him to determine to go on with the speculation.