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"What matters Life, what matters Death, What boots of vain remorse? When days are dead, wherein we lived, Our hearts should die -- _of course_! " -- _Song of the Vain Regret._
First and foremost it must be understood that when men and women cross the Borderland of Discretion into that Never-never Country where wedding-rings are forgotten and family correspondence abruptly ceases, they do so, believing it to be unlikely that they will ever meet any one out of the old life again.