It was as though in spirit she were preparing for battle.
"You seem to have heard of me," he remarked drily.
"Who has not heard of you!" she answered in a low tone.

"I am sorry.
You have made me break my word." "I ?" She was recovering herself now.

A certain icy aloofness seemed to have crept into her manner.

Her head was held at a different angle.

Even the words seemed to leave her lips differently.