What had happened the day before seemed to her a kind of dream.

He had been there and he had changed everything; the others had seen him, they had talked with him; but that he should come again, that he should be part of the future, part of her small, familiar, much-meditating life--this needed, afresh, the evidence of her senses.

The evidence had come to her senses now; and her senses seemed to rejoice in it.

"What do you think of Eugenia ?" Felix asked.

"Is n't she charming ?" "She is very brilliant," said Gertrude.