The first, from Lausanne, favoured Rhoda's conception of her as of a happy spirit resting at celestial stages of her ascent upward through spheres of ecstacy.

Dahlia could see the snow-mountains in a flying glimpse; and again, peacefully seated, she could see the snow-mountains reflected in clear blue waters from her window, which, Rhoda thought, must be like heaven.

On these inspired occasions, Robert presented the form of a malignant serpent in her ideas.

Then Dahlia made excursions upon glaciers with her beloved, her helpmate, and had slippings and tumblings--little earthly casualties which gave a charming sense of reality to her otherwise miraculous flight.

The Alps were crossed: Italy was beheld.