That silence is more profound after noise still wants the confirmation of science. But that loneliness is more apparent directly after one has been made love to, many women would take their oath. As the sound of the Archduke’s chariot wheels died away, Orlando felt drawing further from her and further from her an Archduke (she did not mind that), a fortune (she did not mind that), a title (she did not mind that), the safety and circumstance of married life (she did not mind that), but life she heard going from her, and a lover. “Life and a lover,” she murmured; and going to her writing-table she dipped her pen in the ink and wrote:

“Life and a lover’⁠—a line which did not scan and made no sense with what went before⁠—something about the proper way of dipping sheep to avoid the scab. Reading it over she blushed and repeated,