Of course, when Miss Loring appeared, I was constrained, cold, embarrassed, distant--everything that was repulsive; while Dexter was as bland as a June morning--full of graceful compliments--attractive--winning.

When I attempted some frozen speech, I could see a change in Miss Loring's manner, as if she had suddenly approached an iceberg; but, as often, Dexter would melt the ice away by one of his sunny smiles, and her face would grow radiant again." "You exaggerate," said Mrs.Denison.
"The case admits of no exaggeration.

I was too keenly alive to my own position; and saw only what was." "The medium was distorted.

Excited feelings are the eyes' magnifying glasses." "It may be so." There was a modification in Hendrickson's manner.

"I was excited.