You were thinking how you would love it if it were yours, and how cruel it was that Love was sent without an object to waste itself upon.
You were: I saw it in your face." She suddenly lifted her eyes and looked full into his with a look that held and possessed him.

For a moment his whole soul seemed to tremble on the verge of their lustrous depths, and he drew back dizzy and frightened.

What he saw there he never clearly knew; but, whatever it was, it seemed to suddenly change his relations to her, to the room, to his wife, to the world without.

It was a glimpse of a world of which he knew nothing.

He had looked frankly and admiringly into the eyes of other pretty women; he had even gazed into her own before, but never with this feeling.