She fancied that it somewhat dimmed her beauty, and that folk were less given to staring at her, not realizing that it added to her graces that subtlest one of suggestion, and that folk but stared the harder to make sure whether they saw or imagined such charms.
Jerome Edwards saw this beautiful Lucina coming, and it was suddenly as if he entered a new atmosphere.

He did not know why, but he started as if he had gotten a shock, and his heart beat hard.
Squire Merritt made as if he would greet him in his usual hearty fashion, but remembering the day, and hearing, too, the first strains of the opening hymn from the meeting-house, for the bell had stopped tolling, he gave him only a friendly nod as he passed on with his wife.

Miss Camilla inclined her head with soft graciousness; but Jerome looked at none of them except Lucina.

She did not remember him; she glanced slightly at his face, and then her long fair lashes swept again the soft bloom of her cheeks, and her silken skirts fairly touched him as she passed.

Jerome stood still after they had all entered the meeting-house; the long drone of the hymn sounded very loud in his ears.
He made a motion towards the meeting-house, hesitated, made another, then turned decidedly to the road.