That had clearly made a great impression upon her.
'There was something she played, Gilbert, that told just what I felt when I first saw the sea.

Do you know what I mean?
Does music ever seem to speak to you in that way?
It's really as if it spoke words.' 'I understand you very well, Thyrza,' he answered, in a subdued voice.
And he added, his eyes brightening: 'Shall I take you some night to a concert, a really good concert, at one of the large halls ?' 'Will you ?' 'Yes, I will.

I'll find out from the newspaper, and we'll go together.' She looked at him gratefully, but did not speak.

As she remained silent, he drew his chair nearer and held his hand for hers.

She gave it, without meeting his look.
'Thyrza, I heard from Mr.Egremont this morning.