She had always been brilliant, but somewhat of a strange unrest came into her face and manner; the dark eyes seemed to be always looking for something they could not find.

Her mind, though charming and fascinating as ever, grew variable and unsteady.

She had always been too proud for coquetry; she remained so now.

But she no longer shunned and avoided all flattery and homage; it seemed rather to please her than not.

And--greatest change of all--the name of Lord Arleigh never crossed her lips.