She had looked at him for half an hour, not knowing him! And suddenly she saw how dead it all was: not merely her feeling for Cairy, but her whole past, the petty things clone or felt by that petty other self, ending with the tragic fact of Vickers's sacrifice. She had passed through into another world.... This man who had sat there near her all the evening she had once believed that she loved more than life itself,--his mere voice had made her tremble,--this God she had created to worship! And she had not recognized him.

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