She saw or heard me first, and raised her eyes to mine.

Was she stunned, was she pretending not to be frightened, or was she really not frightened at all?
In any case, she did not tremble, she did not stir.

She blushed, but only a little later.
"'How glad I am that you have come! We have not decided what we will play Sunday,' said she, in a tone that she would not have had if she had been alone with me.
"This tone, and the way in which she said 'we' in speaking of herself and of him, revolted me.

I saluted him silently.

He shook hands with me directly, with a smile that seemed to me full of mockery.