For the first time I was unwilling to encounter one of those straight glances.

I felt guilty, as though I must avoid his eyes, but all the more I felt he was watching me.
I was anxious to put a stop to this uncomfortable state of things, but I could not silence Mrs.Maberley, who was relating to her husband the story of poor Flossie's accident.

My presence of mind and skill were so much lauded, and the colonel said so many civil things, that I felt myself getting hotter every moment.
Mr.Hamilton came at last to my relief.
'I think Miss Garston resembles me in one thing, colonel.

She hates to be thanked for doing her duty.

You will drive her away if you say any more about Flossie.