Then, sitting up, trembling, with dilated eyes, and pressing her nightdress to her, she said to herself that she would not experience these sudden fears, if she had a man lying beside her.

She thought of her sweetheart as of a dog who would have guarded and protected her.
Of a daytime, in the shop, she took an interest in what was going on outside; she went out at her own instigation, and no longer lived in sullen revolt, occupied with thoughts of hatred and vengeance.

It worried her to sit musing.

She felt the necessity of acting and seeing.
From morning to night, she watched the people passing through the arcade.

The noise, and going and coming diverted her.