Laia Odo, an elder, remembers trying to reach Taviri Asieo, her husband, in a crowd. He speaks to her and she goes on, until she is afraid to fall. Then she wakes up from her dream. She talked a lot about Asieo, remembering hearing about his death and burial while in jail – where she spent nine years. Laia gets ready and goes down to the commons for breakfast. There is news from Thu of a revolution; she is envious and sad that the Revolution will not start where she lived. She reflects on how her handwriting had changed after her husband’s death, though she had written great works since then, some smuggled out of prison. She goes to the bathroom and gets help fixing her hair. She starts changing her shirt as it was stained from breakfast, thinking about what Noi, her young secretary, would think of her. Even at 72 she still thinks about attraction. Noi starts writing letters that Laia dictates, but she gets frustrated with the wording and tells him to write the letters himself and that she would sign them. She wavers on whether to keep her promise to meet young, foreign students or go for a walk, but decides to do both. She enjoys her meeting, and though a little tired, leaves for her walk in the streets of the city, where she comes from. She reflects on the neighborhood and its occupants, feeling at home. But quickly she does not feel well physically; she is afraid of getting a dizzy spell if she does not turn back. People walk by without recognizing her, the famous revolutionary. Someone from the house she lives in sees her and escorts her home. As she rests before tackling the stairs to her room, there is conversation of a march and uprising the next day, and someone requests she speaks. Laia answers that she won’t be there tomorrow, before climbing the stairs.