"Too much drink last night!"
"Let me look at you! What's the matter with your eyes?"
"No sleep last night, my dear!"
"I'll go, then you can take a nap."
"Don't go! I can't sleep anyhow!"
"I must be off! I really only came to tell you that."
Her voice softened; her eyelids dropped slowly, like the curtain after a death scene.
"It was kind of you to come and tell me that it's all over," said Falander.
She rose and pinned on her hat before the glass.
"Have you any scent?" she asked.