She stood staring at me from eyes that could not see me. “Go away!” I repeated. I could not stand the reproach of her. She was not simply herself—she was thousands upon thousands of young lives destroyed… She came closer. “Why, I believe you’re crying!” she said. “Go away. For God’s sake, go away!” I told her. She hesitated, then she turned and felt her way back to the door. As she went out: “You can tell them I’ll be staying,” I said.
