There must be a way! So far, so good.

But the moment she tried to think what way, again at once she was off her ground.

What could she do or say to Joe?
Her failure to manage him that afternoon had shaken her confidence in herself.

Ethel was only twenty-five, and now she felt even younger than that.

All at once in a sickening way her courage oozed; she felt herself ignorant and alone.
Why did not Joe come back, she asked.