She thought often of Venters, but in a dreamy, abstract way.

She spent hours teaching and playing with little Fay.

And the activity of her mind centered around Lassiter.

The direction she had given her will seemed to blunt any branching off of thought from that straight line.

The mood came to obsess her.
In the end, when her awakening came, she learned that she had builded better than she knew.