It was really a very nice look he gave her.

It made Emily's cheeks grow pink and her simple heart beat.
"You are the woman I want," he said.

"You make me feel quite sentimental." When they reached Mallowe, Emily had upon her finger the ruby which Lady Maria had graphically described as being "as big as a trouser button." It was, indeed, so big that she could scarcely wear her glove over it.
She was still incredible, but she was blooming like a large rose.

Lord Walderhurst had said so many "things" to her that she seemed to behold a new heaven and a new earth.

She had been so swept off her feet that she had not really been allowed time to think, after that first gasp, of Lady Agatha.
When she reached her bedroom she almost returned to earth as she remembered it.