All these dull and lonely days had been wasted and thrown away.
Death must have laughed to see her sitting in the shadow of the apple trees waiting for a visit that was undeserved.

Marty could live and enjoy himself without her.

That was evident.

Very well, then, she could live and enjoy herself without Marty.

The earth was large enough for them both, and if he could find love in the person of that small girl she could surely find it in one or other of the men who had whispered in her ear.