ion works wonders truly, and Philip
saw the woman and not the heiress. She had become now a distinct
personality; to be desired above all things on earth, and that he should
see her again he had no doubt.

This thought filled his mind, and even when he was not conscious of
it gave a sort of color to life, refined his perceptions, and gave him
almost sensuous delight in the masterpieces of poetry which had formerly
appealed only to his intellectual appreciation of beauty.

He had not yet come to a desire to share his secret with any confidant,
but preferred to be much alone and muse on it, creating a world which
was without evil, without doubt, undisturbed by criticism. In this so
real dream it was the daily office work that seemed unreal, and the
company and gossip of his club a kind of vain show. He began to frequent
the picture-galleries, where there was at least an attempt to express
sentiment, and to take long walks to the confines of the city-confines
fringed with all the tender suggestions of the opening spring. Even the
monotonous streets which he walked were illumined in his eyes, glorified
by the fullness of life and achievement. "Yes," he said again and again,
as he stood on the Heights, in view of the river, the green wall of
Jersey and the great metropolis spread away to the ocean gate, "it is a
beautiful city! And the critics say it is commonplace and vulgar."
Dear dreamer, it is a beautiful city, and for one reason and another a
million of people who have homes there think so. But take out of it one
person, and it would have for you no more interest than any other
huge assembly of ugly houses. How, in a lover's eyes, the woman can
transfigure a city, a landscape, a country!

Celia had come up to town for the spring exhibitions, and was lodging at
the Woman's Club. Naturally Philip saw much of her, indeed gave her all
his time that the office did not demand. Her company was always for him
a keen delight, an excitement, and in its way a rest. For though
she always criticised, she did not nag, and just because she made no
demands, nor laid any claims on him, nor ever reproached him for want of
devotion, her society was delightful and never dull. They dined together
at the Woman's Club, they experimented on the theatres, they visited the
galleries and the picture-shops, they took little excursions into
the suburbs and came back impressed with the general cheapness and
shabbiness, and they talked--talked abou