"But, oh, Grizel, Grizel, when you read of these things happening to people in books, there is always _Something_ tangible to take hold of... It may be tragedy, or it may be joy, but at least there is _Something_ to mark the difference, and I have nothing, but a memory which I must try to kill... There's no poetry in it, Grizel, there's no romance. It isn't even--fair!" "No," sighed Grizel softly. "It's just--Life!" The End. End of Project Gutenberg's Lady Cassandra, by Mrs George de Horne Vaizey