She was in a false position, ashamed of her deceit and surrounded by a net-work of acted lies; and all through everything there was a passionate longing to speak to Michael again, and to be near him once more as at dinner.

She had been conscious of everything that he did--of whom he had danced with--Moravia for several times--and now she knew that he was not in the ball-room.
Nothing could exceed Henry's gentleness and goodness to her.

He watched her moods and put up with her caprices; that something unusual had disturbed her he felt, but what it could be he was unable to guess.
Sabine was aware that other women were envying her for the attention showered upon her by this much sought after man.

She tried to assure herself how fortunate she was, and now got Henry to tell her once more of things about his home.

It was in the fairest part of Kent, and they had often talked of the wonderful garden they would have in that fertile country sheltered from all wind, and she knew that as soon as the divorce was over, she and Moravia would go and stay there and look over it all, and meet his mother, which meeting had not yet been arranged.
For some unknown reason nothing would induce her to go now.
"I would rather see it for the first time, Henry, when I am engaged to you.