The sky above their heads was as rigidly blue as ever, and as smilingly monotonous; the distant prospect, with its clear, well-known silhouettes, had not changed; the crows swung on lazy, deliberate wings over the grain as before; and the trade-wind was again blowing in its quiet persistency.
And yet she knew that something had happened that would never again make her enjoyment of the prospect the same--that nothing would ever be as it was yesterday.

I think at first she referred only to the material and larger phenomena, and did not confound this revelation of the insecurity of the universe with her experience of man.

Yet the fact also remained that to the conservative, correct, and, as she believed, secure condition to which she had been approximating, all her relations were rudely shaken and upset.

It really seemed to this simple-minded young woman that the revolutionary disturbance of settled conditions might have as Providential an origin as the "Divine Right" of which she had heard so much..