BEATRICE FULFILS HER DESTINY The heart of Beatrice was broken, and there was now no use or place for her in the world.

Wonder was gone, and Antony was even further away.

She knew now that he would never come back to her.

Never again could return even the illusion of those happy weeks on the hills.

Antony would be hers no more for ever.
There but remained for her to fulfil her destiny, the destiny she had vaguely known ever since Antony had brought home the Image, and shown her how the Seine water had moulded the hair and made wet the eyelashes.
For some weeks now Beatrice had been living on the border of another world.