Twice before he had seen that miracle, and it held him now, as it had held him that first time when she had stood with her back at Cardigan's door.

And as it had changed then, so it changed now, slowly, and she was a woman again, with that great gulf of unapproachableness between them.

But the yearning was still there, revealing itself to him, and yet, like the sun, infinitely remote from him.
"I wish that I might answer those questions for you," she said, in a voice that was low and tired.

"I should like to have you know, because I--I have great faith in you, Jeems.

But I cannot.