Did not that mean that she had at all events been thinking of him in some way?
And with that flattery still sweet in his thoughts, he was aware that her feet suddenly faltered.

He looked at her face.

It had changed.

Yet so swiftly did it recover its composure that Linforth had not even the time to understand what the change implied.

Annoyance, surprise, fear! One of these feelings, certainly, or perhaps a trifle of each.