She paid the drayman, opened her trunk, and put away her dresses, laying out all the things which needed washing; then she bathed, put on heavy shoes, and old skirt and waist, and crossing the road sat in a secluded place in the ravine and looked stupidly at the water.

She noticed that everything was as she had left it in the spring, with many fresher improvements, made, no doubt, to please her.

She closed her eyes, leaned against a big tree, and slow, cold and hot shudders alternated in shaking her frame.
She did not open her eyes when she heard a step and her name called.
She knew without taking the trouble to look that George had come home, found her luggage in her room, and was hunting for her.

She heard him come closer and knew when he seated himself that he was watching her, but she did not care enough even to move.

Finally she shifted her position to rest herself, opened her eyes, and looked at him without a word.