I was like that, too--after--after--Herbert--" The girl paused, with her lips quivering.

"It was all different--so different.

Everything we used to do, I didn't feel like doing.

And I suppose that's the way with you, Captain Jack, with Andy--and then your Mother, too." She leaned close to him and put her hand timidly on his arm.
Captain Jack, sitting up very straight and looking very grave, felt the thrill of the timid touch run through his very heart.

A rush of warm, tender emotion such as he had not allowed himself for many months suddenly surprised him, filling his eyes and choking his throat.