“Felicia Greves was perplexed. The six weeks that she spent at the Bokar boarding house confused most of her ideas and revealed to her such phenomena that she was not able to judge correctly. Of course, a girl who had spent a few years of her youth among the hustle and bustle of garrison life could not be as ignorant as a simple-minded village dweller, but her young girlish experience was limited only to what was decent, accepted and comfortable. She was perceptive enough to notice the external emptiness of life, rightly treating it as an integral element of it, but her young eyes had not yet observed manifestations of the human spirit of a lower order. Her philosophy of life was entirely connected with the idea of decent families, where men are honest and noble, and women are either complacent matrons or cheerful, courteous girls, like herself. She vaguely knew that grief, sadness, spoiled lives exist in the world, but never I thought that she would have to come into contact with all this..."