Believe me, you haven't begun to live yet.

You may practise on your violin day and night, and it won't profit you--until you have _lived_.' Alma was growing serious.

These phrases harmonised well enough with her own insubstantial thoughts and idly-gathered notions.

When preparing to escape from England, she had used much the same language.

But, after all, what did it mean?
What, in particular, did Cyrus Redgrave mean, with his expressive eyes, and languid, earnest tone?
'You will say that a girl has few opportunities.