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"An indescribable oppression, which seemed to generate in some unfamiliar part of her consciousness, filled her whole being with a vague anguish. It was like a shadow, like a mist passing across her soul's summer day. It was strange and unfamiliar; it was a mood. She did not sit there lamenting at Fate, which had directed her footsteps to the path which they had taken. She was just having a good cry all to herself."