Like Grace Roseberry, she was trembling.

Like Grace Roseberry, she whispered, "Who is he ?" Julian told her plainly who he was.
"Why is he here ?" "Can't you guess ?" "No!" Horace left Lady Janet, and joined Mercy and Julian--impatient of the private colloquy between them.
"Am I in the way ?" he inquired.
Julian drew back a little, understanding Horace perfectly.

He looked round at Grace.

Nearly the whole length of the spacious room divided them from the place in which she was sitting.

She had never moved since he had placed her in a chair.