She had eaten of all that nature allots to women--love, marriage, the birth of children, the loss of them--and there she was, to this day half-child, and quite incompatible with what she had suffered and endured.
"After a fortnight I got quieter of course," said Stella.

"And suddenly a change sadder than anything I have told you took place in me.

I suppose that I had gone through too much on baby's account for me.

I lost something more than my baby, I lost my want to have her with me." She remained silent for a little while reviewing the story which she had told.
"There, that's all," she said, rising suddenly.

"It's no claim at all, of course.