He felt his heart beating.

Was it a good omen?
There have been cases where a half-crazed brain has been known, by chance or otherwise, to foretell the future.
The question that was now for the second time repeated to him seemed to his hope like an instance of this second sight, only half understood by the eye that saw it.
"It was not your little daughter that came back, Mrs.Day.It was her cousin, who is very like her, and she came to help you when you were ill, and to be a daughter to you." She looked at him darkly, as if the saner powers of her mind were struggling to understand; but in a minute the monomania had again possession of her.
"She had beautiful hair," she said; "I stroked it with my hand; it curled just as it used to do.

Do you think I don't know my own child?
But she had grown quite big, and her ring was made of gold.

I would like to see her again now before I die." Very wistfully she spoke of the beauty and kindness of the girl whose visit had cheered her.

The poor crazed heart was full of longing for the one presence that could give her any comfort this side of death.
"I thought I'd never see her again." She fixed her dark eyes on Caius as she spoke.