She too was overcome, and the welling tears ran down her cheeks.

I was myself more moved than I can say.

This was indeed my Margaret; and in the consciousness of her presence my heart leapt.

Out of my happiness came boldness, and I dared to say now what I had feared would be impossible: something which would call the attention of Mr.
Trelawny to what I imagined was the dual existence of his daughter.

As I took Margaret's hand in mine and kissed it, I said to her father: "Why, sir! she couldn't speak more eloquently if the very spirit of Queen Tera was with her to animate her and suggest thoughts!" Mr.Trelawny's answer simply overwhelmed me with surprise.