Juggernaut

When Esther rang the bell of Numéro 86 Route de Grasse, she felt within her that pleasant sort of stage-fright--a mixture of dread and exhilaration--which one is apt to experience when venturing into the unknown. The thrill might be out of all proportion to the prosaic character of her mission--for what is there exciting in applying for a post as a doctor's assistant?--yet there was no gainsaying the fact that when this door confronting her opened, anything, everything, might happen. That is the way Youth regards things.