This morning Anne's courtesy was coloured by some emotion that defied analysis.

She wore her new mood like a soft veil that heightened her attraction in obscuring it.
He watched her with a baffled preoccupation that kept him unusually quiet.

His quietness did him good service with Anne in her new mood.
When the meal was over she rose and went to the window.

The sedate Georgian street was full of the day that shone soberly here from the cool clear north.
"What are you thinking of ?" said he.
"I'm thinking what a beautiful day it is." "Yes, isn't it a jolly day ?" "If it's beautiful here, what must it be in the country ?" "The country ?" A thought struck him.

"I say, would you like to go there ?" "Do you mean to-day ?" Her upper lip lifted, and the two teeth showed again on the pale rose of its twin.