"Yes. This winter and you have made me strong," she answered.
"I have made you strong in it?"
"Yes. Last summer, when you dragged me out of the surf, I was full of a number of ideas I no longer possess."
"But what have I done?"
"You have lived stridently all your life."
"Perhaps so. What of it?"
"I see that is the thing most worth doing."
"What will your husband say to such a doctrine?"
"I don't know. I am not going back to him. We are not the same people we were a year ago, and he would no more love the present Claire than I should love the present Howard."
The sky deepened from pink to crimson, but Claire's eyes were staring blankly on the ground.