Every one looked at her, and for a moment no one spoke.

She became quite colorless.
"Very striking.

Just what I should have said in her place," said Sybell to herself.

"I will ask her again." "I can hear it raining," said Doll's voice from the head of the table to the company in general.

"If it will only go on for a week without stopping there may be some hope for the crops yet." The conversation buzzed up again, and Rachel turned instantly to Hugh, before Mr.Harvey, leaning forward with his ring, had time to address her.
Hugh alone saw what a superhuman effort it had been to her to overcome her shrinking from mentioning, not her previous poverty, but her personal experience.