Gerald turned, and beheld that lady filling the doorway.
Then it was as if a bright trumpet-blast of reality, breaking upon a bad dream, dispelled it; or as if a fresh wind, blowing over stagnant water, swept away the cloud of noxious gnats. All he had latterly been thinking and feeling seemed to Gerald insane, sickly, the instant he beheld Aurora’s comradely smile. He was ashamed; he found himself on the verge of stupid, unexplainable tears.
“Well!” said Aurora.
At the sound they were placed back on the exact footing of their last meeting, before thinking and conjecturing about each other in absence had built up between them barriers of illusion.
“Well!” he said, but less pleasantly, because he was mortified by the awareness of himself as an uninviting 274sight, with his old dressing-gown, neglected beard, and the unpicturesque manifestations of a cold.
But Aurora’s face was reassuring; she did not confuse him with the accidents of his dressing-gown and beard and cold. Aurora’s face beamed, so much was she rejoicing in her own excellent sense, which had told her that one look at each other would do a thousand times more to make things right between them than innumerable letters could have done.
“I didn’t know what to think,” she said, “so I came to find out. First I’d think you were mad at me, then I’d think you had gone away and written me, and the letter hadn’t reached me, Gaetano had lost it on the road. Then I’d think you might be sick, and there was nobody to let your friends know. I don’t know what I didn’t think of. What made you not send me word?”
“I did not know you would be uneasy. I did not rightly measure, it seems, the depth of your kindness. I should certainly have written to you before long in case I had continued unable to go to see you.”
“How long have you been sick?”
“I am not sick, dearest lady. I only have a cold. In order to make it go away more quickly I have to remain in the house. But how good, how very good of you to come! Sit down, please do, and warm yourself. I will ring for Giovanna, and she will make us some tea.”