Always a tall man, and large, his figure had fined down in the confinement of the last few weeks.

It seemed to her that she saw the tinge of gray crawling a little higher on his temples.

His face was not yet thin, yet in some way the lines of the mouth and jaw seemed stronger, more deeply out.

It was a face not sullen, yet absorbed, and above all full, now, of a settled melancholy.
"Good morning," said he, smiling, as he saw her.

"Come in.