That was the greater thought just at present.

How about that?
Would she go out to work again?
Would she begin to look around in the business district?
The stage! Oh, yes.

Drouet had spoken about that.

Was there any hope there?
She moved to and fro, in deep and varied thoughts, while the minutes slipped away and night fell completely.

She had had nothing to eat, and yet there she sat, thinking it over.
She remembered that she was hungry and went to the little cupboard in the rear room where were the remains of one of their breakfasts.