So entrancing was her beauty to John that he stood motionless in admiration.

He did not go to meet her as he should have done, and perhaps as he would have done had his senses not been wrapped in benumbing wonderment.

His eyes were unable to interpret to his brain all her marvellous beauty, and his other senses abandoning their proper functions had hastened to the assistance of his sight He saw, he heard, he felt her loveliness.

Thus occupied he did not move, so Dorothy ran to him and fell upon his breast.
"You did not come to meet me," she sobbed.

"You made me come all the way, to forgive you.