They had opened their hearts to each other.

Dion had withheld only the one thing which, at the first sight of the houses in the city, filled his soul with fresh uneasiness.
It was long since he had sought counsel from others.

Many who had asked his, had left him with thanks, to do exactly the opposite of what he had advised, though it would have been to their advantage.

More than once he, too, had done the same, but now a powerful impulse urged him to confide in Archibius.

He knew Barine, and wished her the greatest happiness.