" Jack would not hazard a glance at Winifred; but, quitting the church, got into an adjoining meadow, and watched the party slowly ascending the road leading to Dollis Hill. They entered a hansom and turned on to the Embankment. It is a matter of degree. Not the explosive vigour of the north-born, but that which would quietly meet physical hardships and bear them triumphantly. To wait for hours and hours for the night! The sea empty for days! You forgot the monotony, the endless monotony, that bends you and breaks you and crushes you—you forgot that!" Her voice had steadily risen until it was charged with passionate anger.
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