When Mr.Hamilton entered the room he stopped and looked at me with visible astonishment: he had never heard me so fluent before; but somehow my eloquence died a natural death after his entrance.

I was still a little shy with Mr.Hamilton.
His manner was unusually genial this afternoon.

I was sure he was delighted to see us both there again.

He spoke to Max in a jesting tone, and then looked benignly at his cousin, who was superintending the tea-table.

She certainly looked uncommonly well that day; her dress of dark maroon cashmere and velvet fitted her fine figure exquisitely; her white, well-shaped hands were, as usual, loaded with brilliant rings.