8/30 For a minute Miriam sat reflecting, then rose. In moving towards the door she chanced to see her image in a mirror--two of a large size adorned the room--and it checked her step; she regarded herself gravely, and passed a smoothing hand over the dark hair above her temples. The elder of these was Edward Spence. His bearded face, studious of cast and small-featured, spoke a placid, self-commanding character; a lingering smile, and the pleasant wrinkles about his brow, told of a mind familiar with many by-ways of fancy and reflection. His companion, a man of five-and-thirty, had a far more striking countenance. |