The other was the experience, in especial, of Rowland's--what?
Here Rowland always paused, in perfect sincerity, to measure afresh his possible claim to the young girl's regard.

What might he call it?
It had been more than civility and yet it had been less than devotion.

It had spoken of a desire to serve, but it had said nothing of a hope of reward.

Nevertheless, Rowland's fancy hovered about the idea that it was recompensable, and his reflections ended in a reverie which perhaps did not define it, but at least, on each occasion, added a little to its volume.

Since Miss Garland had asked him as a sort of favor to herself to come also to Switzerland, he thought it possible she might let him know whether he seemed to have effectively served her.