The question seemed in some way to give her a shock.
"Ah, I don't know," she muttered; "some might not think so, I always did; it depended upon the way you looked at her." For the first time I felt a thrill of anticipation shoot through my veins.

Why, I could not say.

Her tone was peculiar, and she spoke in a sort of brooding way as though she were weighing something in her own mind; but then her manner had been peculiar throughout.

Whatever it was that aroused my suspicion, I determined henceforth to keep a very sharp eye upon her ladyship.

Levelling a straight glance at her face, I asked her how it was that she came to be the one to inform the authorities of the girl's disappearance.
"Doesn't Mr.Blake know anything about it ?" The faintest shadow of a change came into her manner.