As in a dream, I saw Mimi's hand move restlessly, as if groping for something.

Mechanically it touched that of Lilla, and in that instant she was transformed.

It was as if youth and strength entered afresh into something already dead to sensibility and intention.
As if by inspiration, she grasped the other's band with a force which blenched the knuckles.

Her face suddenly flamed, as if some divine light shone through it.

Her form expanded till it stood out majestically.
Lifting her right hand, she stepped forward towards Caswall, and with a bold sweep of her arm seemed to drive some strange force towards him.
Again and again was the gesture repeated, the man falling back from her at each movement.