He had owned, with typical frankness, that she had moved him.
"Sometimes to wake up suddenly gives one a jolt," she said.

"However, you will soon get calm again in the woods." He sensed something provocative and challenging in her voice, but he would not play up.
"I wonder--" he said quietly.

"In a way, the proper line's to go to sleep again." "Sometimes one dreams! I expect you dream about locomotives breaking through trestles and dump-cars plunging into muskegs ?" He laughed.

"They're things I know, and safe to dream about.

All the same, I rather expect I'll be haunted by lights and music, pretty dresses and faces--" He stopped, and Ruth remarked: "If these have charm, there are no very obvious grounds for your going without.