"
She laughed, a musical low-toned chuckle that pleased him.
"One gets impressions," she answered. "Being sightless sharpens other
faculties. You often have very definite impressions in your mind about
people you have never seen, don't you?"
"Oh, yes," he agreed. "I daresay every one gets such impressions."
"Sometimes one finds those impressions are merely verified by actual
sight. So there you are. I get a certain impression of you by the
language you use, your tone, your inflections--and by a something else
which in those who can see is called intuition, for lack of something
more definite in the way of a term."
"Aren't you ever mistaken in those impressionistic estimates of
people?"
She hesitated a little.
"Sometimes--not often. That sounds egotistic, but really it is true."
The steamer drew out of the mouth of Toba Inlet. In the widening
stretch between the mainland and the Redondas a cold wind came
whistling out of Homfray Channel. Hollister felt the chill of it
through his mackinaw coat and was moved to thought of his companion's
comfort.
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