Carl shook his head.
“When we’re gripped with an idea like yours, it isn’t silly no matter how inexplicable it is.”
“You know how I feel?” she asked anxiously.
“Yes,” he answered, “you feel caged.”
“Yes,” she answered, “it’s that.”
It was wonderful how fully he understood her. She felt even now when talking with him as though talking to herself.
“And you know how to cure me?” she asked with a little laugh.
He nodded.
“How?” she asked anxiously.
“By leaving the cage door open,” he answered quickly. She caught her breath.