She sat motionless and let them come to her; as if she were listening to the comforting angels.

For God has many ways of saying to the troubled soul: "Be at peace"; and, certainly, Antonia had not anticipated the calmness and resignation which forbid her the tears she had bespoken.
At length, in that sweet melancholy which such a mental condition induces, she rose to return to the camp.

A few yards nearer to it she saw Lopez sitting in a reverie as profound as her own had been.

He stood up to meet her.

The patience, the pathos, the exaltation in her face touched his heart as no words could have done.