She means she doesn't see it.
Mrs. Beeler.
Still puzzled.
But—you see it, don't you?
Michaelis.
I see the same sun that you see.
Mrs. Beeler.
Looks again at Rhoda, then dismisses her wonderment, and looks out at the window dreamily.
Another day—and to-morrow the best of all the days of the year.
Annie.