very differently. Some it does not affect at all, apparently.
It does not seem to affect you. You are as plump and rosy, as
healthy and alert, as happy and normal a young woman, to all
appearance, as could be found among matrons of your age in
all the Empire. Celibacy seems to agree with you.

"Manifestly it did not agree with Almo. It got on his nerves somehow.
That is the most probable explanation of his eccentric vagary. Don't be
discouraged. He'll turn up somewhere, after a while, safe and sound
and none the worse for his experiences."

Brinnaria, in fact, was not discouraged. She resolutely and
unweariedly prosecuted her efforts to find Almo. Nor was she
despondent. She scouted the suggestion that he might be dead.
She kept up her spirits, did not mope or brood and never lost
her hearty appetite. She was the life of the dinners she attended
nd as talkative and witty as ever.

But the strain affected her greatly. She was outwardly
controlled, statuesque and dignified, but the inward turmoil of
emotion that surged through her manifested itself in an
unremitting activity. She slept well and soundly, but rose early
and kept on the go. Besides her duties, her music and her
participation in social gatherings, she must needs find other
outlets for her energy, other means to pass her time and
distract her thoughts.

In the course of her dealings with the racing companies she
became interested in them not merely as means towards locating
Almo, but for themselves. She became particularly interested in