Still less had she ever dreamt of sharing a common grief with him, of weeping at his side.

And the contrast between her old relation with him and this new solemn experience, rushing in upon her, filled her with emotion.

The memory of the Nuneham day woke again in her--of the shock between her nature and his, of her overwhelming sense of the intellectual difference between them, and then of the thrill which his verdict upon _Elvira_ had stirred in her.

The relation which she had regarded as a mere intellectual and friendly one, but which had been far more real and important to her than even she herself had ever guessed, seemed to have transformed itself since he had entered the room into something close and personal.

His last words had called up in her a sharp impression of the man's inmost nature as it was, beneath the polished scholarly surface.