I added internally, "Not half good enough for you." Hilda's eyes met mine and read my thought.

They flashed back word, in the language of eyes, "I do not agree with you." Daphne, meanwhile, was watching me closely.

I could see she was anxious to discover what impression her friend Mr.Holsworthy was making on me.
Till then, I had no idea she was fond of anyone in particular; but the way her glance wandered from him to me and from me to Hilda showed clearly that she thought much of this gawky visitor.
We sat and talked together, we four, for some time.

I found the young man with the lugubrious countenance improved immensely on closer acquaintance.

His talk was clever.