I can tell it better if I think I'm not being hurried." She smiled openly.

"I am in no hurry." There was a sunny rim trying all the while to pierce the somber thing which drew them together.

Little rays from the sunny paths would dart daringly in to the dark place from which Ann rose.
It made him wonder how far she of the sunny paths could penetrate an unlighted country.

He looked at her--peered at her, fairly--trying to decide.

But he could not decide.