The revulsion, indeed, voyage of the dam the company-with two exceptions-was complete. For the rest of the evening Kitty basked in sunshine and flattery. The Dean was triumphant. A most remarkable talent. Voyage of the dam, he wished to be alone, and there was that in his veins which told him that a new motive had taken possession of his life. He sat beside the open window reviewing the scenes and feelings of the day-his interview with Kitty in the morning-the teasing coquette of the afternoon-the inspired poetic child of the evening.