"I was thrilled ta see him eating what ye sent up fer me because he was eatin'. I couldn't very well eat his dinner. But when I tried ta give his to him, he got up and got lost in puttin' books on the shelves. He's lost in his own world. He scolded me for not eatin' too, but by then, he'd eaten off of both plates and I didn't know what to do." She shrugged and gave a nice sniffle. "It's tragic what he is doin', Eleanor. It's the kind of thing that makes ya feel like yer own problems are insig... nificant." She swiped at her eyes. "I don't think he realizes what he is doin' to himself..."