All that inverted order of things is being reversed.

You don't know what I mean, do you?
Ah, well; you will know when I grow into something of what you think you remember in me, and when I grow out of what I really was." "Truly I don't understand, Stephen.

But then--I am out of training since you went--went out of things.

Have I changed?
Do I seem more dull?
I--it has not been very gay with me.

I don't see--looking back across all the noise, all the chaos of the winter--I do not see how I stood it alone." "Alone ?" "N-not seeing you--sometimes." He looked at her with smiling, sceptical eyes.