"I can't understand that." "No," sobbed Ann, "you'd have to have lived a long time in nothingness to understand that--and some other things, too." She looked at her strangely.

"There's more coming, Katie, that you won't be able to understand." Katie's face was averted, but something in Ann's voice made her turn to her.

"I think it was wrong, Ann.

There's no use in my pretending I don't.
I _can't_ understand this.

But maybe I can understand some of the other things better than you think." "I left at six o'clock the next morning," Ann went back to it when she was calmer.