The light dazzled Charlotte's dark-accustomed eyes, but through the glare she saw a scene of bizarre chaos. By the time she had composed an innocuous reply, Madeleine was talking again. A strange reversal of their roles. Anne's heart ached for him.
She could not bear the experience to be confined and lessened by someone else's judgement… not even Anne's. It is shallow. You obviously think it unlikely. So shall it be with you.