Tessa adored her and followed her like her shadow whenever she was not similarly engrossed with her beloved Tommy.

Of Monck she stood in considerable awe.

He did not take much notice of her.

It seemed to Stella that he had retired very deeply into his shell of reserve during those days.

Even with herself he was reticent, monosyllabic, obviously absorbed in matters of which she had no knowledge.
But for her small worshipper she would have been both lonely and anxious.