What was it that had happened?
Then the brutal truth flashed over her again, in aspect new, with all the old bitterness.

For an instant she experienced a suffocating sensation as if the canvas had sagged under the burden of heavy air and was crushing her breast and heart.

Then wave after wave of emotion swept over her.

The storm winds of grief and passion were loosened again.

And she writhed in her misery.
Some one knocked on her door.