The great railway spoke to her in terms of human life; and because she had known Anderson she understood its message.
Secretly and sorely her thoughts clung to him.

Just as, insensibly, her vision of Canada had changed, so had her vision of Anderson.

Canada was no longer mere fairy tale and romance; Anderson was no longer merely its picturesque exponent or representative.

She had come to realise him as a man, with a man's cares and passions; and her feelings about him had begun to change her life.
Arthur Delaine, she supposed, had meant to warn her that Mr.Anderson was falling in love with her and that she had no right to encourage it.
Her thoughts went back intently over the last fortnight--Anderson's absences--his partial withdrawal from the intimacy which had grown up between himself and her--their last walk at Lake Louise.

The delight of that walk was still in her veins, and at last she was frank with herself about it! In his attitude towards her, now that she forced herself to face the truth, she must needs recognise a passionate eagerness, restrained no less passionately; a profound impulse, strongly felt, and strongly held back.