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It must be by the light of a great confidence in himself that a man / rejoices in fatalism. As I walked along the cliffs that morning to / meet Clarissa, the beating of my heart was high. For that one hour I / had believed in Fate, in the imperishable reason in all things. But as / I saw her pass round the distant corner and vanish out of sight, the / whole order of the world was plunged in chaos. I began to ask myself / what freak of circumstance had sent me out upon such an errand of folly.
By the very movement of her body, the very temper of her step, as I / watched her walking back to Ballysheen, I knew that I had awakened in / her a living despot of determination.