Premise: Mortal love could never be so exquisite .<br>He had never lived before -- now he lived in every fibre of his being .<br>He was glad Aunt Catherine did not worry him with questions .<br>He had feared she would .<br>But she never asked any questions now and she was afraid of Roger , as she had been afraid of his uncle .<br>She dared not ask questions .<br>It was a thing that must not be tampered with .<br>Who knew what she might hear if she asked him questions ?<br>She was very unhappy .
Hypothesis: dude felt dead inside