Catrina's speech was ever abrupt.

At first Maggie did not understand.
"Yes, thanks," she answered.

"I am very tired.

I suppose it is the snow." "Yes," said Catrina mechanically; "it is the snow." She went toward the door, and there she paused.
"Does Paul love her ?" she asked abruptly.
Maggie made no answer; and, as was her habit, Catrina replied to her own question.
"You know he does not--you know he does not!" she said.
Then she went out, without waiting for an answer, closing the door behind her.

The closed door heard the reply.
"It will not matter much," said Maggie, "so long as he never finds it out.".