I don't think about it!" she repeated, and a flush rose into her face.

She got up, straightening her chest, and sighed heavily.

With her light step she began pacing up and down the room, stopping now and then.

" I don't think of it? Not a day, not an hour passes that I don't think of it, and blame myself for thinking of it...because thinking of that may drive me mad.

Drive me mad!" she repeated.