I asked .<br>`` But Miriam only gave another queer smile and made no answer at all .<br>Whatever her beliefs or theories were , she would never discuss them .<br>`` She had a habit of dropping into abstracted reveries at any time or place .<br>No matter where she was , this , whatever it was , would come over her .<br>She would sit there , perhaps in the centre of a gay crowd , and gaze right out into space , not hearing or seeing a single thing that went on around her .<br>`` I remember one day in particular ; we were sewing in my room .
Miriam had three sisters.