Perhaps there were other ways besides those of speech and pen.
Perhaps one did better, keeping to one's own people; the very qualities that separated us from them being intended for their need.

What mattered the colours, so that one followed the flag?
Somewhere, all roads would meet.
Arthur had to be in London generally once or twice a month, and it came to be accepted that he should always call upon her and "take her out." She had lost the self-sufficiency that had made roaming about London by herself a pleasurable adventure; and a newly-born fear of what people were saying and thinking about her made her shy even of the few friends she still clung to, so that his visits grew to be of the nature of childish treats to which she found herself looking forward--counting the days.

Also, she came to be dependent upon him for the keeping alight within her of that little kindly fire of self-conceit at which we warm our hands in wintry days.

It is not good that a young woman should remain for long a stranger to her mirror--above her frocks, indifferent to the angle of her hat.

She had met the women superior to feminine vanities.