Never had she seemed to him so pretty.

Her hair, of a pure golden hue, was so long that when it was let down it sufficed to clothe her.

Well did he remember her face as it had been, with round cheeks, blue eyes, red mouth, and skin of dazzling, snowy whiteness.

She was indeed as gay and brilliant as the sun itself, a transplendency.

Yet there were tears at the corners of her eyes, for she was aware of his coming departure.