 What is implied about the beautiful woman when Charles leaves her apartment?
There should be an epitaph for every man, big or little, but a really grand and special one for Loner Charlie. She lay quietly in the other bed, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She was blonde to perfection, exquisitely shaped, and the rich promise of her body was exposed to his view. A year ago she had been unattainable, a face to conjure with in erotic dreams, far beyond his ken. A year ago she had been a public idol, the most popular actress of the day. Charles looked at the woman again and decided that she still looked beautiful in spite of the harshness of the room's lighting. He touched buttons by the edge of the bed and the illumination quieted to a soft glow, wrapping her in a radiant halo. New York lay quietly below him. It was the hour of indecision when day has not quite made up its mind to leave and night has not yet attacked in force. She had given of herself freely, warmly, and Charles had accepted. She would have given herself to any man— His thoughts beat a rapid crescendo, activating emotions, stimulating sensations of angry rage. In spite of the sharp pain that raced through his system, in spite of the bright, warm, red stream that trickled down his face, he knelt by the window for several minutes. " As he turned to leave, he noticed again the woman lying in radiant state upon the bed. The woman's arm slipped from its position and dangled from the edge of the bed like a crazy pendulum. Charles picked it up and folded it across her now cold breasts. Buildings were taller, men were healthier, most of the problems of humanity seemed licked, or nearly so. Life was fun, just a bowl of cherries, until...." The largest cotton crop ever was forecast and rumors from Mexico had it that no one had died from scorpion bite in several weeks. A month later the meat animals, the birds and the household pets began dropping as rapidly as the flies which had dropped earlier. Congress was called into special session, as were all of the national governments around the world. The panic which had begun with the death of the animals was quieted somewhat by the fact that humans seemed immune to the pandemic. But the lakes full of dead fish caused a great stink and residents along the coasts began to move inland. Less than a month ago no more than a few thousand people remained in New York. And now.... "I've got to find out," Charles told himself.
 She is dead.
 She is sleeping soundly, which means she’s unaware that Charles is sneaking out.  She is dead.  She is more in love with Charles than he is with her.  She is frustrated at Charles for being the last man on Earth.