"I don't mean that you were actually prevented, but was there another reason?"
"You mean a sudden scruple of conscience? My conscience is quite healthy."
"Then what stayed you was no more than a fear of displeasing me? And you wanted to come to see me, didn't you?"
"Of course I did. Well, perhaps there was another reason… only… no, there was no other reason."
"But there was; you have admitted that there was. Do tell me."
And Owen told her that something seemed to have held him back when the thought came of going to her room. "It was really very strange. The thought was put into my mind suddenly that it would be better for me not to go to your room."
"No more than a sudden thought? But the thought was very clear and distinct?"
"Yes; but between waking and sleeping thoughts are unusually distinct."
"You don't believe in miracles, Owen?" And she told him of her dream and her sudden awaking, and the voices heard in her ears at first, then in the room, and then about the house. "So you see the nuns kept us apart."
"And you believe in these things?"