It doesn't, as I tell you, come.

But she's there for it to see.

And I felt," she continued, "HOW she's there; I caught her, as it were, in the fact.

She couldn't keep it from me--though she left her post on purpose--came home with me to throw dust in my eyes.

I took it all--her dust; but it was what showed me." With which supreme lucidity she reached the door of her room.