He avoided looking at Shirley until the latter noticed it and thought she must have offended him in some way.

She was more sorry than she would have him know, for, with all her apparent coldness, Jefferson was rapidly becoming very indispensable to her happiness.
They dined sumptuously and delightfully with all the luxury of surroundings and all the delights of cooking that the French culinary art can perfect.

A single glass of champagne had put Shirley in high spirits and she had tried hard to communicate some of her good humour to Jefferson who, despite all her efforts, remained quiet and preoccupied.

Finally losing patience she asked him bluntly: "Jefferson, what's the matter with you to-night?
You've been sulky as a bear all evening." Pleased to see she had not forgotten their compact of the afternoon in regard to his name, Jefferson relaxed somewhat and said apologetically: "Excuse me, I've been feeling a bit seedy lately.

I think I need another sea voyage.