But the next instant her eyes flashed out of the dark straight into mine.

She had descried me and come to me! "You have found me at last!" she said, laying her hand on my shoulder.
"I knew you would!" My frame quivered with conflicting consciousnesses, to analyse which I had no power.

I was simultaneously attracted and repelled: each sensation seemed either.
"You shiver!" she said.

"This place is cold for you! Come." I stood silent: she had struck me dumb with beauty; she held me dumb with sweetness.
Taking me by the hand, she drew me to the spot of light, and again flashed upon me.

An instant she stood there.
"You have grown brown since last I saw you," she said.
"This is almost the first roof I have been under since you left me," I replied.
"Whose was the other ?" she rejoined.
"I do not know the woman's name." "I would gladly learn it! The instinct of hospitality is not strong in my people!" She took me again by the hand, and led me through the darkness many steps to a curtain of black.