"I've always been intensely determined to be happy, and I've often believed I should be.
I've told people that; you can ask them.

But it comes over me every now and then that I can never be happy in any extraordinary way; not by turning away, by separating myself." "By separating yourself from what ?" "From life.

From the usual chances and dangers, from what most people know and suffer." Lord Warburton broke into a smile that almost denoted hope.

"Why, my dear Miss Archer," he began to explain with the most considerate eagerness, "I don't offer you any exoneration from life or from any chances or dangers whatever.

I wish I could; depend upon it I would! For what do you take me, pray?
Heaven help me, I'm not the Emperor of China! All I offer you is the chance of taking the common lot in a comfortable sort of way.