She thought he had ceased to love her, she felt close upon despair, and consequently she felt exceptionally alert.

She rang for her maid and went to her dressing room.

As she dressed, she took more care over her appearance than she had done all those days, as though he might, if he had grown cold to her, fall in love with her again because she had dressed and arranged her hair in the way most becoming to her.

She heard the bell ring before she was ready.

When she went into the drawing room it was not he, but Yashvin, who met her eyes.