The evening's entertainment had not satisfied her in something.

There was a pressure on her feelings that weighed them down heavily.
"There is more in one sentence of his than in a a page of the other's wordy utterances." Her lips moved in the earnestness of her inward-spoken thoughts.

"How annoyed I was to be dragged from his side by Mr.Dexter just as I had begun to feel a little at my ease, and just as my voice had gained something of its true expression.

It is strange how his presence disturbs me; and how my eyes fall beneath his gaze! He seems very cold and very distant; and proud I should think.

Proud! Ah! has he not cause for pride?
I have not looked upon his peer to-night.