The summer hums. The afternoon fatigues; br she breathed her crisp white dress distractedly br and put into it that sharply etched etude br her impatience for a reality br br that could come: tomorrow, this evening--, br that perhaps was there, was just kept hidden; br and at the window, tall and having everything, br she suddenly could feel the pampered park. br br With that she broke off; gazed outside, locked br her hands together; wished for a long book-- br and in a burst of anger shoved back br the jasmine scent. She found it sickened her.