He said this from force of habit, with a dignified raising of his eyebrows, but immediately remembered that whatever he might say there could be no question of dignity in his position, and saw the confirmation of this in the suppressed cruel and ironical smile with which Betsy glanced at him when he had spoken.
Habló, según acostumbraba, con dignidad, arqueando las cejas, pero pensó en seguida que, dijera lo que dijese, no podía haber dignidad en su situación. Lo comprobó con la sonrisa contenida, irónica, malévola, con que le miró Betsy después de haber oído sus palabras.