Indeed, I could not prevent my own glance from being constantly attracted in her direction, also.

Whatever had been her mental strain and anguish, the long hours of the night had in no marked degree diminished her beauty.

To me she appeared even younger, and more attractive than in the dim glare of the lamplight the evening before; and this in spite of a weariness in her eyes, and the lassitude of her manner.

She spoke but little, compelling herself to eat, and assuming a cheerfulness I was sure she was far from feeling.

It was clearly evident her thoughts were elsewhere, and finally the conviction came to me, that, more than all else, she desired to be alone.