When we had dressed, she stared at my black tie and asked if I was in mourning. I
explained that my mother had died. “When?” she asked, and I said, “Yesterday.” She
made no remark, though I thought she shrank away a little. I was just going to
explain to her that it wasn’t my fault, but I checked myself, as I remembered having
said the same thing to my employer, and realizing then it sounded rather foolish (p. 20).
These lines struck me as being particularly strange. Both during and after his mother's funeral seems to be unfazed. At the same time, parts I II and III do not convey to us that has a poor relationship with his mother or that he did not love his mother. He seems to be distracted.
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