She recognized him--the man she had seen last night in the hansom and afterwards at the Newhavens.

A glance showed her that his trouble, whatever it might be, had pierced beyond the surface feelings of anger and impatience and had reached the quick of his heart.

The young man, pallid and heavy-eyed, bore himself well, and Rachel respected him for his quiet demeanor and a certain dignity, which, for the moment, obliterated the slight indecision of his face, and gave his mouth the firmness which it lacked.

It seemed to Rachel as if he had but now stood by a death-bed, and had brought with him into the crowded room the shadow of an inexorable fate.
The others only perceived that he had a headache.

Hugh did not deny it.
He complained of the great heat to Sybell, but not to Rachel.