She was undoubtedly charming, and yet something in connection with her seemed to impress him with an impending sense of trouble.
Everything about her person and manners was frank and girlish, and yet she was certainly recalling to his mind things that he had been struggling all the afternoon to forget.

Already he began to feel the clouds of nervousness and depression stealing down upon him.

He struck the table with his clenched fist.

He would have none of it.

Outside was the delicious sunshine, through the open window stole in the perfume of the roses which covered the wall, and mignonette from the trim borders, and stocks from the bed fringing the lawn.