She wanted to live first, to gather up the joy of life with both hands.

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Her thoughts were suddenly scattered by the sound of the opening door and the sight of Mrs.Seymour's inquiring face peeping round it.
"Awake ?" queried Kitty.
With a determined mental effort Nan pulled herself together, prepared to face the world as it was and not as she wanted it to be.

She answered promptly: "Yes.