They had been alone together before many times since their travels had commenced; but they both of them felt that there was something to them in the present moment different from any other period of their journey.

There was something that each felt to be sweet, undefinable, and dangerous.

Alice had known that it would be better for her to go up-stairs with Kate; but Kate's answer had been of such a nature that had she gone she would have shown that she had some special reason for going.

Why should she show such a need?
Or why, indeed, should she entertain it?
Alice was seated quite at the end of the gallery, and Kate's chair was at her feet in the corner.

When Alice and Kate had seated themselves, the waiter had brought a small table for the coffee-cups, and George had placed his chair on the other side of that.