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And this engagement was kept . The dress of mourning became her well ; it heightened her always noticeable air of refinement , and would have constrained to a reverential tenderness even had not Hilliard naturally checked himself from any bolder demonstration of joy . She spoke in a low , soft voice , seldom raised her eyes , and manifested a new gentleness very touching to Hilliard , though at the same time , and he knew not how or why , it did not answer to his desire . A midday meal was in readiness for her ; she pretended to eat , but in reality scarce touched the food . `` You must taste old Narramore 's port wine , '' said her entertainer . `` The fellow actually sent a couple of dozen . '' She was not to be persuaded ; her refusal puzzled and annoyed Hilliard , and there followed a long silence .