As she came over the side her breath blew in my face, sweet and warm, and all that vagueness and unrest seemed in a moment to have been shredded away from my soul.

I felt as if that instant had taken me out from myself, and made me one of the race.

It took but the time of the flicking of the horse's tail, and yet something had happened, a barrier had gone down somewhere, and I was leading a wider and a wiser life.

I felt it all in a flush, but shy and backward as I was, I could do nothing but flatten out the sacking for her.

Her eyes were after the coach which was rattling away to Berwick, and suddenly she shook her handkerchief in the air.
"He took off his hat," said she.