Then he went away and slammed the front door . I cried all night , but today I went about the house singing . I would not for the world let other people know how Walter has treated me . I will hide my broken heart under a smiling face bravely . But , oh , I am so miserable ! Just as soon as I am old enough I mean to go away and be a trained nurse . There is nothing else left in life for me . Sara does not suspect that anything is wrong and I am so thankful she does not . She would not understand . September Sixth . Today I read this journal over and thought I would burn it , it is so silly . But on second thought I concluded to keep it as a reminder of how blind and selfish I was and how good Sara is . For I am happy again and everything is all right , thanks to Sara . The very day after our quarrel Walter left Atwater . He did not have to return to college for three weeks , but he went to visit some friends down in Charlotteville and I heard -- Mollie Roach told me -- Mollie Roach was always wild about Walter herself -- that he was not coming back again , but would go right on to Marlboro from Charlotteville . I smiled squarely at Mollie as if I did n't care a particle , but I ca n't describe how I felt . I knew then that I had really been hoping that something would happen in three weeks to make our quarrel up . In a small place like Atwater people in the same set ca n't help meeting . But Walter had gone and I should never see him again , and what was worse I knew he did n't care or he would n't have gone . I bore it in silence for three weeks , but I will shudder to the end of my life when I remember those three weeks .
Night before last Sara came up to my room where I was lying XXXXX my bed with my face in the pillow .
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