It was drawn and white, it was not only changed from the prosperous, handsome face which the girl had last looked at, but it had lost its likeness to the haughty, the proud, the satisfied Mrs.Bertram of Catherine's knowledge.

Its expression now betokened a kind of inward scare or fright.
"Mother, you have something to worry you," said Kate, "I see that by your face.

I am sorry.

I am truly sorry.

Sit down, mother.