The butter was good, since she had made it herself, while the preserves and honey came from her own garden.

Her face beamed with satisfaction when the guest eyed the appointments with a supercilious glance.

It was a shock to the poor girl herself, for she enjoyed offering to a guest the little hospitalities possible to her; but that had to be sacrificed with other pleasures.
Caswall's face was more set and iron-clad than ever--his piercing eyes seemed from the very beginning to look her through and through.

Her heart quailed when she thought of what would follow--of what would be the end, when this was only the beginning.

As some protection, though it could be only of a sentimental kind, she brought from her own room the photographs of Mimi, of her grandfather, and of Adam Salton, whom by now she had grown to look on with reliance, as a brother whom she could trust.