The moment he left her, there occurred a great change in her whole appearance.

She was sitting on a lounge by the window.

Instead of rising to get a book, or seeking for any external means of passing a solitary hour, she shrunk down in her seat, letting her eyes droop gradually to the floor.

At first, her countenance was disturbed; but its aspect changed to one of deep abstraction.

And thus she sat for nearly an hour.