But one look at her unsmiling face and shadow-touched eyes convinced him. "You hardly are the woman to whom dregs should be offered," he said slowly, and then, "But Con! Good Lord!"

He saw how the long, pointed olive leaves stood with sharp edges against pale light; how the silver screen was, if one looked into it, a thing of magic details of delight, of manifold shapes and sharp little shadowings and delicate tracery; how gnarled stems were light-touched and shadow-touched and silver and black; how the night was delicate, marvellous, a radiant wonder of clear loveliness, illustrated by a large white moon.