As the meeting progressed, Barouche's eyes wandered slowly over the faces of his audience.
Presently he saw Carnac and his mother.

Mrs.Grier was conscious of a shock upon the mind of Barouche.

She saw his eyes go misty with feeling.
For him the world was suddenly shut out, and he only saw the woods of a late summer's afternoon, a lonely tent--and a woman.

A flush crept up his face.

Then he made a spasmodic gesture of the hand, outward, which again Carnac recognized as familiar.