She was a relief to his eyes, a blessing to them! Miss Stevens, however, seldom met any of these glances.

Very much preoccupied she was, looking at the passing scenery and not seeing it.
There had begun boiling and seething in Miss Stevens a feeling that she was decidedly _de trop_, that these men could talk their absorbing business more freely if she were not there; not because she embarrassed them, but because she used up space! Nobody seemed to give her a thought.

Nobody seemed to be aware that she was present.

They were almost gaspingly engrossed in something far more important to them than she was.

It was uncomplimentary, to say the least.