Her breathing quickened tremblingly.

She drew her hand away from him, and sighed when she had released it.
He rose suddenly to his feet and left her, without a word or a look, walking slowly down the length of the room.

When he turned and came back to her, his face was composed; he was master of himself again.
Mercy was the first to speak.

She turned the conversation from herself by reverting to the proceedings in Lady Janet's room.
"You spoke of Horace just now," she said, "in terms which surprised me.
You appeared to think that he would not hold me to my explanation.

Is that one of the conclusions which you draw from Lady Janet's letter ?" "Most assuredly," Julian answered.