31/35 Then her eye caught a far-off line of smoke. That must be a steamer coming from a foreign country; perhaps from France, which was--how believe it ?--yonder across the blue vast. So it sometimes happens that a human soul finds its season, and at a touch expands to wonderful new life. So she gave her visitor a little bag with provision against seaside appetite, and let her go forth till dinner-time; then again till the hour of tea. In the evening Thyrza was again bidden to the drawing-room. |