You will write the letter I ask ?" Her look was wandering and uncertain.

Her attention was distracted by sounds which to him had no meaning; and her judgment she felt was wavering and disturbed.
"I cannot tell.

Give me time to think; you will do that, I'm sure.

Go now, and leave me alone.

If it is right, God will give me strength to do it, and perhaps He will comfort me in my desolation.