What it did for her in the imagination of others is another affair, and on this point we must also touch in time.

The visions I have just spoken of were mixed with other debates.

Isabel liked better to think of the future than of the past; but at times, as she listened to the murmur of the Mediterranean waves, her glance took a backward flight.

It rested upon two figures which, in spite of increasing distance, were still sufficiently salient; they were recognisable without difficulty as those of Caspar Goodwood and Lord Warburton.

It was strange how quickly these images of energy had fallen into the background of our young lady's life.