They had appealed to her on the simplest, commonest, human ground; she felt them impulsively as a call from him to her, and her own heart overflowed.
She rose, and went near to him, bending towards him like a spirit of healing, her whole soul in her eyes 'Oh, I am so sorry for you!' she exclaimed, and again the quick tears dropped.

'I know it is no common loss to you.

You were so much more to each other than brother and sister often are.

It is terrible for you.' His whole man was stirred by her pity, by the eager expansiveness of her sympathy.
'Say it again!' he murmured, as their eyes met; 'say it again.

It is so sweet--from you!' There was a long pause; she stood as if fascinated, her hands falling slowly beside her.