"You seem to be very convinced, a very sincere materialist."
"And you?"
"Despite the discoveries of science, I think there are still depths of mystery in man."
"Woman included?"
"Oh, dear, yes! But to return to your condition."
"Ah!"
She glanced at a watch on her wrist.
"Your day of work, ends—?"
"At six, as a rule."
"I mustn't keep you. The truth is this. I am losing my zest for life, and because I am losing my zest, I am losing my power over life. I am beginning to feel weary, melancholy, sometimes apprehensive."