"As fast, but more quietly than before, the warm rain streamed down. There was another sound in her weeping--a softer, more regretful sound. While I watched, her eyes lifted to me a gaze more reproachful than haughty, more mournful than incensed.

"This time she wept more softly. Her eyes lifted to me a gaze more reproachful than haughty, more mournful than incensed.
