For Carley, quick to read emotion, caught a glimpse of a strong, steadfast soul that spiritualized the brown freckled face.
Carley wheeled to gaze out and down into this incomprehensible abyss, and on to the far up-flung heights, white and red and yellow, and so on to the wonderful mystic haze of distance.

The significance of Flo's designation of miles could not be grasped by Carley.

She could not estimate distance.

But she did not need that to realize her perceptions were swallowed up by magnitude.

Hitherto the power of her eyes had been unknown.