Of course I don't expect that he is to scold me,--not yet, that is.

But I know by his eye when he is pleased and when he is displeased." And then they went down to their dinner.
Up at the Great House the three gentlemen met together in apparent good humour.

Bernard Dale was a man of an equal temperament, who rarely allowed any feeling, or even any annoyance, to interfere with his usual manner,--a man who could always come to table with a smile, and meet either his friend or his enemy with a properly civil greeting.

Not that he was especially a false man.

There was nothing of deceit in his placidity of demeanour.