She removes the cloth from the table, and begins deftly to put the room in order. Michaelis watches her with a kind of vague intentness.
Michaelis.
How long did you say she had been sick?
Rhoda.
More than four years—nearly five.
Michaelis.
She has never walked in that time?
Rhoda.
Shakes her head.
Nor used her right hand, either.