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The thing, if it had been done on the stage, would have ended there. The climax had come. It was -- it should have been -- all over. But the drama of life, if it holds climax, inevitably leads straight on to anticlimax. Things go on... one can't pause, as at the end of a chapter, and take things up again after a decent interval.
The catastrophe was followed by a series of days and nights that had to be lived through.