Her figure faded into the darkness, as pale things waver down into deep water, and as soon as she disappeared my sense of humour returned.

The episode appeared more clearly, as a flirtation with an enigmatic, but decidedly charming, chance travelling companion.

The girl was a riddle, and a riddle once guessed is a very trivial thing.

She, too, would be a very trivial thing when I had found a solution.

It occurred to me that she wished me to regard her as a symbol, perhaps, of the future--as a type of those who are to inherit the earth, in fact.