After a day of suffering she wished to speak with Totty.

Totty was the only one to whom she _could_ speak now; Gilbert, her own Lyddy--them she dreaded.
Notwithstanding the terms on which she had parted with her friend on Monday night, she felt an irresistible need of seeing her.

It was one way, moreover, of passing a part of the evening away from Walnut Tree Walk.

But Totty was out, had not yet come home since her work.

Thyrza said she would go upstairs and wait.
She did so.