He, too, appeared embarrassed, and different from what he had been.

On the days when he came, however, Marie seemed transformed; it was as if new life animated the house.

Certainly the intercourse between her and Pierre was quite innocent, sisterly on the one hand, brotherly on the other.

They simply seemed to be a pair of good friends.

And yet a radiance, a vibration, emanated from them, something more subtle even than a sun-ray or a perfume.