But your reserve is quite uncanny to us Southerners.
You are silent where our hearts simply overflow with words quite of themselves.

You are content to think where we shout for joy." With these words Pilar depicted her own state.

She felt in truth that she could shout for joy, and the happy words flowed of themselves from her lips.

Now at last the future stood clearly and definitely outlined before her eyes.

Now indeed she was bound to Wilhelm, as was her burning desire, and that far faster than by any documents with solemn signatures and official seals.