There was the same specially quiet and one may say harmonious gentleness about her manner and her thought and her ways.
But her outlook on life seemed to be a brighter, a larger, and as I cannot doubt, a healthier one.

She would no longer, I am well assured, have talked of regretting that she had been born! It would be to give an erroneous impression if I were to say that she seemed to be more in charity with all men, for assuredly I never knew her otherwise.

But, if the words may be used, as I think they may be understood, without irreverence, or any meaning that would be akin to blasphemy, she seemed to me to be more in charity with her Creator.

The ways of God to man had become more justified to her; and her outlook as to the futurity of the world was a more hopeful one.

Of course optimism had with her to be long-sighted! But she seemed to have become reconciled to the certainty that he who stands on a lofty eminence must needs see long stretches of dusty road across the plains beneath him.
Nothing could be more enjoyable than the evenings passed by the _partie carree_ consisting of herself and Lewes, and my wife and myself.