'Does any meeting of yours with a lady at Endelstow Vicarage clash with--any interest you may take in me ?' He started a little.

'It does not,' he said emphatically; and looked into the pupils of her eyes with the confidence that only honesty can give, and even that to youth alone.
The explanation had not come, but a gloom left her.

She could not but believe that utterance.

Whatever enigma might lie in the shadow on the blind, it was not an enigma of underhand passion.
She turned towards the house, entering it through the conservatory.
Stephen went round to the front door.

Mr.Swancourt was standing on the step in his slippers.