"Do you know how many hours you have been on your feet to-day ?" "I like it," she answered, and, as she hurried by, she saw that he was sitting a shade nearer to Lady Agatha than she had ever seen him sit before, and that Agatha, under a large hat of white gauze frills, was looking like a seraph, so sweet and shining were her eyes, so flower-fair her face.

She looked actually happy.
"Perhaps he has been saying things," Emily thought.

"How happy she will be! He has such a nice pair of eyes.

He would make a woman very happy." A faint sigh fluttered from her lips.

She was beginning to be physically tired, and was not yet quite aware of it.