The look of her had stricken him.

It could have only one meaning.
"Mornin', lass," said the hunter, and he took her hand.

"I couldn't tell you looked sleepy, for all you said.

Let's go into the cabin." So he led Columbine in, and Moore followed.

The girl manifestly was in a high state of agitation, but she was neither trembling nor frightened nor sorrowful.