himself,
and
scarcely
directed
his eyes
to
Estella’s
face once
during
dinner.
When she
spoke to
him, he
listened,
and in due
course
answered,
but never
looked at
her, that
I could
see. On
the other
hand, she
often
looked at
him, with
interest
and
curiosity,
if not
distrust,
but his
face
never,
showed the
least
consciousness.
Throughout
dinner he
took a dry
delight in
making
Sarah
greener
and
yellower,
by often
referring
