"What?"
"That the house is...."
She looked at Constance meaningly.
"Darling, darling, it's not that.... It's an old house.... We never talk of that...."
"But it may be just that that depresses you."
"It did at first ... but I'm getting used to it.... Addie is so very calm and communicates all his calmness to us.... What appears inexplicable ... is perhaps quite simple.... But that's not it.... I'm frightened ... frightened of...."
"Of what?"
"Of what I fear ... will happen."
"And what do you fear?"
"Things that I can't put into words ... some great sorrow."