He drew back, with his ready politeness, to let them see the picture before which he happened to be standing.
The movement disturbed Stella.

She turned sharply--noticed one of the gentlemen, the taller of the two--became deadly pale--and instantly quitted the gallery.

Lady Loring, looking where Stella had looked, frowned angrily and followed Miss Eyrecourt into the library.

Wise Father Benwell let them go, and concentrated his attention on the person who had been the object of this startling recognition.
Unquestionably a gentleman--with light hair and complexion--with a bright benevolent face and keen intelligent blue eyes--apparently still in the prime of life.

Such was Father Benwell's first impression of the stranger.