"Tell me, Mr.Morris, exactly what the woman said." As she spoke, she signed to him to be seated.
Alban observed the natural grace of her action when she set him the example of taking a chair, and the little heightening of her color caused by anxiety to hear what he had still to tell her.

Forgetting the restraint that he had hitherto imposed on himself, he enjoyed the luxury of silently admiring her.

Her manner betrayed none of the conscious confusion which would have shown itself, if her heart had been secretly inclined toward him.

She saw the man looking at her.

In simple perplexity she looked at the man.
"Are you hesitating on my account ?" she asked.