It all happened years ago.

And you are no different now than you were this morning before you heard it." Violet leaned her head back again upon the pillows, but her eyes roved unceasingly.

"But then I was mad this morning," she said, "only I didn't know it.

Do you know, I think madness is a sort of state in which people lose their souls and yet go on living.

Or else the soul goes blind.