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, for a considerable time, remained in the same posture, ruminating, in silent abstraction; yet giving, from time to time, emphatic, though involuntary utterance, to short and incoherent sentences. "A spirit immortal!—" "Resurrection of the Dead!—" "A life to come!—" "Oh Albert! is there, then, a region where I may hope to see thee again!"

Suddenly, at length, seeming to recollect herself, "Pardon," she cried, "Albert, my strangeness,—queerness,—oddity,—what will you call it? I am not the less,—O no! O no! penetrated by your impressive reasoning—Albert!—"