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[Thinking, oblivious to this remark]

But I must constantly bear in mind that she’s not herself that she’s a sick girl

[Thinking]

The morning news of Gordon’s death came her face like gray putty  beauty gone  no face can afford intense grief  it’s only later when sorrow

[With concern]

Just what do you mean by changed, Professor? Before I left she seemed to be coming out of that horrible numbed calm.

[’’Slowly and carefully’’]

Yes, she has played a lot of golf and tennis this summer, motored around with her friends, and even danced a good deal. And she eats with a ravenous appetite.

[Thinking frightenedly]

Breakfast “dreamed of Gordon”  what a look of hate for me in her eyes!

But that sounds splendid! When I left she wouldn’t see anyone or go anywhere.

[Thinking pityingly]

Wandering from room to room her thin body and pale lost face  gutted, love-abandoned eyes!

Well, now she’s gone to the opposite extreme! Sees everyone—bores, fools—as if she’d lost all discrimination or wish