As the horrible sound reverberated through the house, Gabriella felt that the noise passed through her ears, not into her brain, but into the very depths of her suffering soul.
"There, I must go," said George, without embarrassment, for which she blessed him.

From his manner, the supper bell might have made a delightful harmony instead of a hideous discord.

"I'll see you to-morrow, if I may.

May I, Gabriella ?" He smiled charmingly as he went, and looking after him, a minute later, over the clove pinks in the window-box, she saw him turn and gaze back at her from the opposite pavement..