When the Christmas bells were ringing, when the house was bright with light and evergreens, and the very atmosphere full of happiness, she had determined to give him the necessary encouragement.
But the clock of Fate cannot be put back.

When the moment arrives, the word is spoken or the deed done.

Both of them were prepared for the moment, and yet not just then prepared; for Love still holds his great surprise somewhat in reserve.
They were in the drawing-room.

The last vase had been filled, the last wreath hung; and Sophia looked at her beautiful hands, marked with the rim of the scissors, and stained with leaves and berries, in a little affected distress.

Julius seated himself on the sofa beside her.