The fruit trees were blurred and dim and the pines were black, but the sky shone softly red and green above their ragged tops.

Then she began to talk; disjointedly at first, but the scenes she recalled got clearer as she went on, and she forgot her audience.

It was her business to make things plain; she had studied this part of her vocation and unconsciously used her power to seize and hold the other's interest, but she did not know that she was drawing a lifelike portrait of her guide.
Mrs.Farnam knew, and with a tactful question here and there led the girl forward.
It was, however, impossible to relate her journey and leave Thirlwell out.

He took the leading part that belonged to him, and his character was firmly outlined by her memory of the things he had said and done.
With something besides artistic talent Agatha unconsciously developed the sketch, dwelling upon his cheerfulness, courage, and resource.

She told the others how he had nerved her to resolute effort when they had difficulties to overcome, sympathized when she was tired, and held the confidence of his men.