Quite suddenly.

It _can't_.

She can't have wanted _not_ to know all those things that she was so eager about before." He was suddenly voluble, excited, leaning forward, staring at me.

"You know how she was.

You must have seen it numbers of times--how she never looked at any of us really, how we were none of us--no, not even Semyonov--anything to her _really_; always staring past us, wanting to know the answer to questions that _we_ couldn't solve for her.