They noticed that his eyes were blue and bloodshot, wan and fatigued.

He gave Grace a second glance, sharper than the first, and politely resumed his manufacture of circles in the brown gravy and brown study.

Miss Vernon flushed slightly.
As they left the table she said to Hugh: "He remembers me, but he certainly understands it was a mistake, doesn't he ?" Hugh looked at her distressed face and laughed.
The weather later that morning was a delightful surprise for all.

The sky had resumed its blue and the air was fresh and clear.
Notwithstanding the pleasant weather, there was a heavy sea running, the ship rolling uncomfortably for those who were poor sailors.

Deck chairs on all sides were occupied by persons who had heroically determined to make the most of the brightness about them.
The elopers found their chairs and joined the long line of spectators.
Hugh glanced admiringly at Grace now and then.