На англ.яз.
“ALL THE WHILE SHE WONDERED IF ANY STRANGE GOOD THING MIGHT COME TO HER BEING IN HER ANCESTRAL LAND; AND SOME SPIRIT WITHIN HER ROSE AUTOMATICALLY AS THE SAP IN THE TWIGS. IT WAS UNEXPENDED YOUTH,
SURGING UP ANEW AFTER ITS TEMPORARY CHECK AND BRINGING WITH IT HOPE, AND THE INVINCIBLE INSTINCT TOWARDS SELF-DELIGHT.” HARDY`S TRAGIC PORTRAIT
OF A PURE WOMAN.