A minute ago she was regarding herself as no better than a ninny engaged in a wild-goose chase.

Now she felt that after all she had been very sagacious and cunning.

She was morally sure that she would find the Zerlinski woman on this second steamer, and she took all the credit to herself in advance.

Such is human nature.
The steamer seemed interminably slow in coming into harbour.

Nella walked on the Digue for a few minutes to watch it the better.