A silence ensued. She softened her tone and scrambled for the right words. ‘There were the Comte and Comtesse de St Erme. You know nothing of life, nothing of its dangers, nothing of its possibilities. Then suddenly with a rush came reality, came “growing up”; a hasty imperative appeal for seriousness, for supreme seriousness. Buck up. All the sombre visions she had been pressing back, fighting out of her thoughts, swarmed over the barrier and crushed her. ’ For a moment or two there was dead silence in the parlour. This too shall pass.
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