Stealing a glance at Welbeck, I discovered in his features nothing but his wonted gravity.

He appeared occupied with thoughts that had no relation to last night's adventure.
This encouraged me; and I gradually recovered my composure.

Their inattention to me allowed me occasionally to throw scrutinizing and comparing glances at the face of each.
The relationship of parent and child is commonly discovered in the visage; but the child may resemble either of its parents, yet have no feature in common with both.

Here outlines, surfaces, and hues were in absolute contrariety.

That kindred subsisted between them was possible, notwithstanding this dissimilitude; but this circumstance contributed to envenom my suspicions.
Breakfast being finished, Welbeck cast an eye of invitation to the piano-forte.