"Our comrades in the Soviet Union have the right idea about dealing with the nobility."
"Oi," interjected Vi, "I hope you’re not talking about our King and Queen. ‘Cos I’ve warned you before Albert Fallow, I won’t hear a word against the two of them under my roof. Do you hear? Not one word!"
"All right, all right, woman, perhaps not."
"And those darling girls? Are you going to do what the Soviets did to the Tsar and his family too?"
The power of a glance has been so much abused in love stories, that it has come to be disbelieved in. Few people dare now to say that two beings have fallen in love because they have looked at each other. Yet it is in this way that love begins, and in this way only. The rest is only the rest, and comes afterwards. Nothing is more real than these great shocks which two souls give each other in exchanging this spark.