"Yes?
What else ?" Olga looked straight up at her.

"Dear, I don't think we need talk about it, need we?
You were not yourself.

I think you were half-asleep.

You had been smoking those hateful cigarettes." "Ah, but tell me!" insisted Violet.

"Why did I come to you?
What did I say?
Was--was Max there ?" "He came in," faltered Olga.