"Your niece is the most interesting personality I have ever met; but, underneath, something is making her unhappy, I am sure.

Please, what does it mean?
Oh, I know I have promised what I did at dinner, but are you certain it is all right?
And can they ever be really at peace together ?" Francis Markrute bent over, apparently to point to a _bibelot_ which lay on a table under the picture, and he said in a low, vibrating tone.
"I give you my word there is some one, who is dead--whom I loved--who would come back and curse me now, if I should let this thing be, with a doubt in my heart as to their eventual happiness." And Lady Ethelrida looked full at him and saw that the man's cold face was deeply moved and softened.
"If that is so then I will speculate no more," she said.

"Listen! I will trust you!" "You dear, noble English lady," the financier replied, "how truly I thank you!" And he let some of the emotion which he felt, gleam from his eyes, while he changed the conversation.
A few minutes after this, Lady Coltshurst announced it was time to go, and she would take the girls home.

And the Duke's carriage was also waiting, and good nights were said, and the host whispered to Jimmy Danvers, "Take Tancred along with you, too, please.

My niece is overtired with the strain of this evening and I want her to go to bed at once." And to Tristram he said, "Do not even say good night, like a dear fellow.