She had a silver, sweet, and merry laugh.

"My dear, there is a bloom and joy, a _vivification_ about you that may be felt ten feet away!" She looked at him with affection and now seriously.

"I know, I think, the look of one who comes into spiritual treasures.
This is that and not that.

It is the wilderness of lovely flowers--hardly quite the music of the spheres! It is not the mountain height, but the waving, leafy, lower slopes--and yet we pass on to the height by those slopes! Are you in love, Alexander ?" "You guess so much!" he said.

"You have guessed that, too.