I felt almost as though I had known him before she had finished.
"And Miles," I said, "the poor young heir; how did you like him ?" Was it my fancy, the light flickering on her face, or did a quick shudder pass over it?
"Every one liked him," she said, slowly.

"He was proud and reserved; yet he was a general favorite." She was strangely quiet after that, and I suddenly remembered the drawing-room was hers.

I rose, bidding her good-night.
"You shall be sure to hear the stir of the arrival, mademoiselle," I said; "do not let it disturb you.

I should advise you to keep your room tomorrow until the funeral is over." Yet, although I so advised her, it struck me that she did not feel any great amount of sorrow.

I cannot tell why I had that impression, but it was very strong upon me.
Nine o'clock, and the arrival had not yet taken place.