First he stared—then he knitted his brows—then he pondered.
Kate stole a look at him, and her eyes sought the ground.
"That is the gentleman you arranged matters with last night?" said he, drily.
"Yes," replied Kate, faintly.
"Was this scene part of the business?"
"Oh father!"
"Why I ask, he did it so unnatural. Mr. Gaunt is a worthy, hospitable gentleman; he and I are very good friends; and really I never doubted that I should be welcome in his house—until this moment."
"And can you doubt it now?"
"Almost: his manner just now was so hollow, so forced: not a word of all that came from his heart, you know."
"Then his heart is changed very lately."