It was back in the past; she was looking on.

One day, when Susette had bumped her head and her aunt was comforting her, suddenly in a revealing flash came the thought, "I love you, oh, so hard, my sweet! But I want another one all my own!" When in September she and Susette went back to Joe in the city, all this grew more intense and clear.

For he would not give her much longer now; she saw that he had made up his mind.

She felt his strength and tenderness, his hunger for her growing.

Sometimes it was frightening, the power he was gaining.