To Lydia it was some slight relief for her stifled fury to have the children present: she felt a savage glory in their loveliness, as if it would taunt Grandcourt with his indifference to her and them--a secret darting of venom which was strongly imaginative. 
Lydia felt a savage glory in her children's loveliness, as if it would taunt Grandcourt with his indifference.
