But after some time spent in listening, and admiring, with this little feeling of envy lurking in the background, Mr.
Corbet became aware of Mr.Wilkins's increasing confusion of ideas, and rather unnatural merriment; and, with a sudden revulsion from admiration to disgust, he rose up to go into the library, where Ellinor and Miss Monro were sitting.

Mr.Wilkins accompanied him, laughing and talking somewhat loudly.

Was Ellinor aware of her father's state?
Of that Mr.
Corbet could not be sure.

She looked up with grave sad eyes as they came into the room, but with no apparent sensation of surprise, annoyance, or shame.

When her glance met her father's, Mr.Corbet noticed that it seemed to sober the latter immediately.