"For weeks past I have been wondering how I would act when I met white people again.

Perhaps you can't understand.

But eighteen months up there--eighteen months without the sound of a white woman's voice, without a glimpse of her face, with only dreams to live on--will make me queer for a time.

Can't you understand--a little ?" "A great deal," she replied so quickly that she put him at ease again.
"Back there I couldn't quite believe you.

I am beginning to now.