She loathed the Symonses.
She came, but not at the jerk of a wire; she arrived a week later, with a face of great propriety and a smile of great unconcern.

Harris, having got her effectually out of harm's way, shirked further insistence, and I have reason to believe that Armour was never even mentioned between them.
Dora applied herself to the gaieties of the season with the zest of a debutante; she seemed really refreshed, revitalized.

She had never looked better, happier.

I met her again for the first time at one of the Thursday dances at Government House.

In the glance she gave me I was glad to detect no suspicion of collusion.