Lashmar, the while, kept turning his look towards Miss Tomalin.

With his astonishment had begun to mingle feelings of interest and attraction.

He compared Miss Tomalin's personal appearance with that of Constance Bride, and at once so hardened towards the latter that he could not bring his eyes to regard her again.

At the same time he perceived, with gratification, that Lady Ogram's niece was not heedless of his presence; once at least their looks come to the encounter, with quick self-recovery on the young lady's part, and a conscious smile.

Dyce began to think her very good-looking indeed.