A wealthy woman never learns to have, let alone show, any emotions -- or, as the narrator puts it, to ''lose herself''. Although she does no one any harm, in the course of the novel Linda is likened to Siberia, described by her husband as a ''woman of alabaster'', and calls herself ''the most sterile woman alive.''
d by this, but it disturbed Linda. However, she understood the reason--when any nice men came along they always liked her mother best. This made the women mad.
The world, she gathered, was a place where women played a game of men with each other. It was very difficult, she couldn't comprehend the rules or reason; and Linda was afraid that she would be unsuccessful and never have the perfect time her mother wanted for her. In the first place, she was too thin, and then she knew that she could never talk like her dearest. Perhaps when she had had some wine it would be different.
She decided, after all, to go down to the assemblage; and, by one of the white marble pillars, Mrs. Randall captured her. "Why, here's Linda-all-alone," Mrs. Randall said. "Mama out again?" Linda replied stoutly, "She has a dreadful lot of invitations."
Mrs. Randall, who wore much brighter clothes than her mother, was called by the latter an old buzzard. She was very old, Linda could see, with perfectly useless star