There was one facet of the great stone of War upon which many strange things were written.

They were not the things most discussed or considered.

They were results--not causes.

But for the stress of mental, spiritual and physical tempest-of-being the colossal background of storm created, many of them might never have happened; but the consequences of their occurrence were to touch close, search deep, and reach far into the unknown picture of the World the great War might leave in fragments which could only be readjusted by centuries of time.
The interested habit of observation of, and reflection on, her kind which knew no indifferences, in the mind of the Duchess of Darte, awakened by stages to the existence of this facet and to the moment of the writings thereupon.
"It would seem almost as if Nature--Fate--had meant to give a new impulse to the race--to rouse human creatures to new moods, to thrust them into places where they see new things.

Men and women are being dragged out of their self-absorbed corners and stirred up and shaken.
Emotions are being roused in people who haven't known what a real emotion was.