"Surely not as bad as all that?" said Naomi, laughing. He had never recited anything so feelingly, so slowly, with such a look in his eyes. There was occasion to laugh, obviously.
"Am I to go on," said Engelhardt, in desperate earnest, "or am I not?"
"Go on, of course! I am most anxious to know what else you saw."
But the temptation to lower the eyes was now hers; his look was so hard to face, his voice was grown so soft.
"I looked and saw your love
In the shadow of your heart,
As a diver sees the pearl
In the shadow of the sea;
And I murmured, not above
My breath, but all apart——"