She was pale and ill in looks, and there were dark circles under her eyes which told of sleepless nights.

But she was dressed with her usual care and behaved in a composed manner.
"I wish you had not come, Cuthbert," she said, again taking his hand, "at least not at present.

Later on--" "I wanted to see you at once," said Mallow, determinedly.

"Did not Basil tell you so ?" Juliet shook her head.

"He said he met you the other day, but gave me no message." "Then he is not the friend I took him to be," said Mallow angrily.
"Don't be angry with Basil," said Juliet, gently.