We looked into each other's eyes for a moment without speaking.

My own were rapidly filling with tears, and I could see her but dimly.
"What a fine outlook you have!" she said, in a tremulous voice, turning suddenly to the window and looking out upon the trees now half stripped of their foliage by the autumn winds.

We both stood staring out of the window in silence.

For my part, I could not have spoken if I had known what to say.

How she had changed! The blushing little miss who had awakened the pangs of first love in my youthful heart was a beautiful young woman, now full grown and arrayed in costly finery.