And it was so long ago." Her hand fell, and she stood absently looking at her own black and white reflection in the old flawed glass.
She was thinking, of course, of Mr.Raeburn.He had been very prompt in her service.

There could be no question but that he was specially interested in her.
And he was not a man to be lightly played upon--nay, rather a singularly reserved and scrupulous person.

So, at least, it had been always held concerning him.

Marcella was triumphantly conscious that he had not from the beginning given _her_ much trouble.

But the common report of him made his recent manner towards her, this last action of his, the more significant.