He smiled.
"I don't believe even your conjuring powers could bring about such a hallucination, Miss Faith.—What a day it has been! Look at that sunlight and think of the city that hath 'no need of the sun'!"
She looked where he bade her, but the contrast was a little too strong just then with the earth that had so much 'need' of it! Only the extreme gravity of her face however indicated anything of the struggle going on. Her eye did not move,—nor eyelid.
"That is the only rest we must wait 'for,'" Mr. Linden said. "That 'remaineth.'"
Faith answered nothing. But after a little while the shadow of that sunlight passed away from her face, and she turned to the couch again and asked with her former gentle expression,
"Will you have tea up here, Mr. Linden?"
"I'm afraid I must," he said, looking up at her with eyes that rather questioned than answered.
"Does mother know what you would like to have?"
"Miss Faith—I wish you would tell me just what is troubling you."
The question flushed her a little, and for a moment her face was a quick play of light and shade; then she said,