I have tried before to free myself.

But I could not.
Nor, in the little flights of freedom which I had, did I find anything that I wanted.

I am as well here as anywhere.

Unless--" She was silent, looking into the fire.
"Unless I were really free," she added softly.
He could not see her face.

But she looked very young sitting there with her unbound hair and hands clasped childishly about her knees.
"You have wondered about me--in a psychological way--ever since you came." She went on, her voice taking on a harsher note.