I want to be alone and go to sleep." She closed her eyes as she spoke and, when Els bent to kiss her, tears bedewed her cheeks.
Soon after Els went down into the entry to meet her lover's brother-in-law.

He had refused to enter the empty sitting-room.

The Countess von Montfort's unfriendly dismissal had vexed him sorely, yet it made no lasting impression.

Other events had forced into the background the bitter attack of Cordula, for whom he had never felt any genuine regard.
The experiences of the last few hours had converted the carefully bedizened gallant into a coarse fellow, whose outward appearance bore visible tokens of his mental depravity.

The faultlessly cut garment was pushed awry on his powerful limbs and soiled on the breast with wine stains.