That secret, shared and recognized and laughed over and loved, did what no amount of sympathy or gratitude could have done.

It was as if the whole situation heaved a sigh of relief and settled itself in more comfortable position.
"Why no," sparkled Kate, in response to Ann's protestation, "the only thing you have to do is not to try.

Lovers of Italy must take their Italy with a superior calm.

And when you don't know what to say--just seem too full for utterance.

That being too full for utterance throws such a safe and lovely cover over the lack of utterance.