"If there is the fire in you, it is covered up with ashes." She did not reply for a moment.
"I think you've hit it there," she said.

"I believe there is the fire; when, as I said, he plays for me I know there is.

But the ashes?
What are they?
And who shall disperse them for me ?" She stood up swiftly, drawing herself to her full height and stretching her arms out.
"There's something bigger than we know coming," she said.

"Whether it's storm or sunshine I have no idea.

But there will be something that shall utterly sever Michael and me or utterly unite us." "Do you care which it is ?" he asked.
"Yes, I care," said she.
He held out his hands to her, and she pulled him up to his feet.
"What are you going to say, then, when he asks you ?" he said.
"Tell him he must wait." He went round the room putting out the electric lamps and opening the big skylight in the roof.