She kept her poppy colour throughout the day, so sensitive was this pride.

But most she was angered, after reflection, by the doubts which Robert appeared to cast on Dahlia, in setting his finger upon that burning line of Scripture.

It opened a whole black kingdom to her imagination, and first touched her visionary life with shade.

She was sincere in her ignorance that the doubts were her own, but they lay deep in unawakened recesses of the soul; it was by a natural action of her reason that she transferred and forced them upon him who had chanced to make them visible..