Alone with the girl in this moonlit room, an awe crept over him.

She looked away from him out of the window, and he saw that this same awe was over her also.

All their young pulses were thrilling, but this awe which was of the spirit held them in check.

Rose, with the full white moonlight shining upon her face, gained an ethereal beauty which gave her an adorable aloofness.

The young man seemed to see her through the vista of all his young dreams.