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She slipped her nightgown over her head, her thoughts pursuing old ruts like a flood of water in a dried river bed.
One of their favorite trysting places had been on the freight deck among the crates and canvas-covered automobiles. On the fatal night when her mother had appeared with a ship’s officer and a flashlight, she and Leslie had been concealed in the shrouds of a Packard limousine.
Ha! Did James Cameron lift this from the film to use in Titanic?
“It might be good for me to have to earn my own living, then I wouldn’t be afraid of it. It would be one less fear on my list. Some fears slough off. Some have to be grappled with,” she quoted from Doctor Jaquith and paused again. Her mother made no reply. “Fear is the deadliest enemy there is to success and happiness,” Charlotte went on reflectively. “Doctor Jaquith says it tends to put an end to both mental and physical activity. That phrase, ‘frozen with fear,’ has a sound scientific foundation, he says.”
It didn’t seem to occur to Dora that there was any reason for her to feel inferior to anybody in the world.
March melted into April, April blew into May, May flowered into June, and still Charlotte’s and Elliot’s engagement survived. It died hard, like a victim of certain slowly progressive diseases. First one and then another part of the body and mind ceases to function, until finally all that remains is the automatic breathing and the mechanical beat of the heart.
Now she would miss the labored efforts of her engagement to Elliot. No longer would there be any necessity to adjust to its complaints. No longer any brief flashes of false hope. It was over, finished, ended forever.
According to Doctor Jaquith, far better off the commuter than he whose job is just across the street.
Ignore sensations. Discount emotions. Think, act, feel, in this order. Then thumb your nose at what you feel.” [51]).
