Resentment showed in his face now.

This boy was winning friends on every side.
Something in the two men, some vibration of temperament, struck the same chord in Junia's life and being.

She had noticed similar gestures, similar intonations of voice, and, above all else, a little toss of the head backwards.

She knew they were not related, and so she put the whole thing down to Carnac's impressionable nature which led its owner into singular imitations.

It had done so in the field of Art.