Well, there it was, he accepted it as it stood.

She had entered into his life, whether for good or for evil remained to be seen.

He had no desire to repeat the experiment of his youth--to wear out his heart and exhaust himself in efforts to attain happiness, which might after all turn to wormwood on his lips.

This time things should take their chance.

The business of life remained to him, and he would follow it, for that is the mission of man.