Man and Maid

There are hundreds of others who are more maimed than I--in greater pain--more disgusting--does it give them any comfort to tell the truth to a journal?--or are they strong enough to keep it all locked up in their hearts?--I used to care to read, all books bore me now--I cannot take interest in any single thing, and above all, I loathe myself--My soul is angry.

Nina came again, to luncheon this time. It was pouring with rain, an odious day. She told me of her love affairs--as a sister might--Nina a sister!

She can't make up her mind whether to take Jim Bruce or Rochester Moreland, they are both Brigadiers now, Jim is a year younger than she is.