If he doesn't care, she ought to be made to feel that somebody cares.

This thing of standing alone, since I have found a friend, appeals to me as almost insupportable.

Let me think." It was not long until she had worked out a scheme for putting an interest in Marian's life and giving her something for which to work, until a more vital reality supplanted it.

The result was that she took some paper, went down to the library, and opening the typewriter, wrote a letter.

She read it over, making many changes and corrections, and then she copied it carefully.