He reads me like a child's lesson book." "Yes," said Mrs.Adair, "you are at a disadvantage.

You no longer have your face to screen your thoughts." "And his eyes no longer tell me anything at all," Ethne added.
There was truth in both remarks.

So long as Durrance had had Ethne's face with its bright colour and her steady, frank, grey eyes visible before him, he could hardly weigh her intervals of silence and her movements against her spoken words with the detachment which was now possible to him.

On the other hand, whereas before she had never been troubled by a doubt as to what he meant or wished, or intended, now she was often in the dark.

Durrance's blindness, in a word, had produced an effect entirely opposite to that which might have been expected.