Looking down at her he saw her face in profile, and from the scarcely perceptible quiver of her lips and eyelashes he knew she was aware of his eyes upon her.

She did not look round, but the high scalloped collar, that reached her little pink ear, trembled faintly.

He saw that a sigh was held back in her throat, and the little hand in the long glove shook as it held the candle.