She certainly enjoyed the brilliancy which excitement had momentarily added to her beauty.
All the time she was saying to herself, "If people only knew.

What a contrast between what these people think and what I really am.

Perhaps this is the last time I shall have a party here.

Perhaps I shall not be here to-morrow.

Perhaps Michael will insist on taking me away with him, from this death in life, this hell on earth." What large imposing words! How well they sounded! Yes, in a way Fay was enjoying herself.
Often during the evening she saw the grave, kindly eyes of the duke upon her.