“How beautiful; I wish we could go to-day.”
“I shall be stronger to-morrow, and perhaps be able to sketch a little before I leave.”
“Ah, if you could. What a pity that we had to come away from Heidelburg without your being able to add anything to your folio.”
“It was; but if I recover my health, as you think I will, I shall go again, and see how that place of beauty looks to me in full vigor.”
“I wonder if there are many visitors at the hotel? Taking our meals as we do in our rooms, we see but little of them.”
“There have been several arrivals to-day,” she answered.
“And there are more coming. Sister, I feel strangely here. The feeling has deepened ever since I came. I feel a soul; some one near me; a being strong in soul and body, and more lovely than any one I have ever met.”
Marion looked distressed. She feared his mind was wandering. In vain she tried to hide her look of concern; he saw it, and relieved her fears by his words and manner.
“It is not mere fancy, nor mental illusion, my dear sister, but something real and tangible. I feel it in my entire being: some one is coming to make me whole.”
“A woman?”