BOOK FOUR.
WHAT THE PINES WHISPERED XXIX "I REMEMBERED THE ROOM" MERCURY .-- If thou mightst dwell among the Gods the while Lapped in voluptuous joy?
PROMETHEUS .-- I would not quit This bleak ravine, these unrepentant pains.
_Prometheus Unbound_.
Great moments, whether of pain, surprise, or terror, awaken in the startled breast very different emotions from those we are led to anticipate from the agitation caused by lesser experiences.

As Carmel disclosed her features to the court, my one absorbing thought was: Would she look at me?
Could I hope for a glance of her eye?
Did I wish it?
My question was answered before Mr.Moffat had regained his place and turned to address the court.
As her gaze passed from her brother's face, it travelled slowly and with growing hesitation over the countenances of those near her, on and on past the judge, past the jury, until they reached the spot where I sat.
There they seemed to falter, and the beating of my heart became so loud that I instinctively shrank away from my neighbour.

By so doing, I drew her eye, which fell full upon mine for one overwhelming minute; then she shrank and looked away, but not before the colour had risen in a flood to her cheek.
The hope which had sprung to life under her first beautiful aspect, vanished in despair at sight of this flush.

For it was not one of joy, or surprise, or even of unconscious sympathy.

It was the banner of a deep, unendurable shame.