1 She had hated dinginess, and it was her fate to be dingy.
2 It seemed to be her fate to appear at her worst to Selden.
3 Lily had never conceived of these victims of fate otherwise than in the mass.
4 Since it was her fate to live in a boarding-house, she must learn to fall in with the conditions of the life.
5 In the mysterious nocturnal separation from all outward signs of life, she felt herself more strangely confronted with her fate.
6 She was beginning to have fits of angry rebellion against fate, when she longed to drop out of the race and make an independent life for herself.
7 She was so evidently the victim of the civilization which had produced her, that the links of her bracelet seemed like manacles chaining her to her fate.
8 Now it had been Selden's fate to have a charming mother: her graceful portrait, all smiles and Cashmere, still emitted a faded scent of the undefinable quality.
9 But Nettie Struther's frail envelope was now alive with hope and energy: whatever fate the future reserved for her, she would not be cast into the refuse-heap without a struggle.
10 The reaction caused her a sharp pang, but after a passing movement of irritation at the clumsiness of fate, and at her own carelessness in not denying the door to all but Selden, she controlled herself and greeted Rosedale amicably.
11 To attack society collectively, when one's means of approach are limited to a few acquaintances, is like advancing into a strange country with an insufficient number of scouts; but such rash tactics have sometimes led to brilliant victories, and the Brys had determined to put their fate to the touch.
12 It had been impossible for her to give it away, but she had never seen it since that night, and the long flexible folds, as she shook them out, gave forth an odour of violets which came to her like a breath from the flower-edged fountain where she had stood with Lawrence Selden and disowned her fate.