Mrs. Gabrielle died a week ago.
JULIAN
Oh! (He is deeply moved; for a while he walks back and forth; then he resumes his seat and says after a pause) Of course, it was to be expected, and yet....
SALA
Her death came easily.... You know how those left behind always pretend to know such things with certainty. Anyhow, she fell asleep quietly one night and never woke up again.
JULIAN (in low voice)
Poor Gabrielle!—Did you see anything of her toward the end?
SALA
Yes, I went there almost daily.
JULIAN