Some of the horror and shock had gone out of it.

In it was another look as her eyes glowed upon Kent.

It was a look of incredulity, of disbelief, a thing slowly fading away under the miracle of an amazing revelation.

The truth thrust itself upon him.
Marette had not expected that he would come to her like this.

She had believed that he would take flight into the night, escaping from her as he would have run from a plague.