It was as if listening to her I had taken advantage of having seen her poor bewildered, scared soul without its veils.

But I was curious, too; or, to render myself justice without false modesty--I was anxious; anxious to know a little more.
I felt like a blackmailer all the same when I made my attempt with a light-hearted remark.
"And so you gave up that walk you proposed to take ?" "Yes, I gave up the walk," she said slowly before raising her downcast eyes.

When she did so it was with an extraordinary effect.

It was like catching sight of a piece of blue sky, of a stretch of open water.

And for a moment I understood the desire of that man to whom the sea and sky of his solitary life had appeared suddenly incomplete without that glance which seemed to belong to them both.