"I suppose I shall just go on in the same old way till something happens.

Anyhow, I can't see my way out at present.

It's such a shame to be unhappy, too, when life might be so ecstatic." "How could life be ecstatic ?" asked Hugh, passing up his cup to be refilled.
She threw him a quick glance.

"You wouldn't understand if I were to tell you," she said.

"It never could be--for you." He sighed.