When the letter arrived, if he told her he felt it proper that he should return, no part of the strange experience she had passed through would be of moment.

When she saw his decorous, well-bred face and heard his correctly modulated voice, all else would seem like an unnatural dream.
In her relief at the decent composure of the first floor front in Mortimer Street the days did not seem at first to pass slowly.

But as the date she had counted on drew near she could not restrain a natural restlessness.

She looked at the clock and walked up and down the room a good deal.

She was also very glad when night came and she could go to bed.