"We are very glad to see you," he had said.

"Allow me to introduce my daughters--Miss Charlotte Wentworth, Miss Gertrude Wentworth." The Baroness thought she had never seen people less demonstrative.
But Charlotte kissed her and took her hand, looking at her sweetly and solemnly.

Gertrude seemed to her almost funereal, though Gertrude might have found a source of gayety in the fact that Felix, with his magnificent smile, had been talking to her; he had greeted her as a very old friend.

When she kissed the Baroness she had tears in her eyes.
Madame Munster took each of these young women by the hand, and looked at them all over.

Charlotte thought her very strange-looking and singularly dressed; she could not have said whether it was well or ill.