I left it upstairs on your bureau." I found the note and put it in my pocket to read later on.

I did not feel like reading it then.

I did not feel like doing anything or seeing any one; yet least of all did I feel like being alone.

For if I was alone I should think, and I did not want to think.

I prowled about my room for a time and then went down and spent a short time with Mother.
Her first question was concerning my day at the bank, and her second if I had seen any of the Coltons recently.