Chapter 10

He realized again that she was very young. Whatever the “past” that she had proclaimed so lightly, whatever series of accidents had made her so accessible, he supposed that she was not yet reconciled to the consequence of that accessibility, to the meaninglessness of her affairs. It was an appalling waste, he thought and wondered if it was commonplace in America now; if all the fresh young things he saw about were experimenting so recklessly. He decided not to ask Lisbeth though. He had found women at breakfast tim…