Her dark eyes were thoughtful, troubled.
"What is unhappiness?" She shrugged in reply to her own question. "I am never sure about crossing the line between happiness and unhappiness. Are you?"
She sat down facing him.
"Is your question philosophical or psychological, Miss Poteil?"
She smiled faintly, and shook her head.
There was silence between them. Finally she spoke again, "I saw the little girl as I came in."
"The girl with the blindfold?"
"Yes. She stepped right past me, and went into a room just down the corridor. The room seemed to be full of children."
Lucifer stood up with sudden decision. "I believe I will try to look around."
The white spots grew in her cheeks. Her full, expressive lips tightened.