The colour had left his face, too, and in his eyes Leila saw for the first time an expression that she had never before surprised in any eyes except her husband's.

It was the expression of fright; she recognised it.

But Sylvia stared, unenlightened, at an altered visage she scarcely knew for Quarrier's.
"What do I mean ?" repeated Leila; "I mean what I say; and if you don't understand it you can find the key to it, I fancy.

Nor shall I answer to you for my guests.

I invite whom I choose.