It is only an affair of time, and generally a very short time.

One cannot fight against nature." "No!" she answered softly.

"One cannot fight against nature.

But there are children of the cities, children of the life artificial as well as children of nature.

Look at me!" He turned toward her quickly.
"Look at me!" she commanded, and he obeyed.
He saw her pale skin, which the touch of the sun seemed to have no power to burn or coarsen.