She seemed very beautiful.

Men see with different eyes in these matters, but in Trenholme's eyes this lady was faultless, and her face and air touched some answering mood of reverence in his heart.

It rarely happens, however, that we can linger gazing at the faces which possess for us the most beauty.

The train was getting up speed, and Trenholme, just then catching sight of the couple who had asked for the milk, had no choice but to pass down the car and pour it into the jar they held.
The gentleman put his hand in his pocket.

"Oh no," said Trenholme, and went out.