“There was about Alexandra an impervious calm of the fatalist, always disconcerting to very young people, who cannot feel that the heart lives at all unless it is still at the mercy of it is still at the mercy of storms; unless its strings can scream to the touch of pain” (89). Alexandra’s impervious calm is a product of her complete submersion in to the land and devotion to its success, a way of life that she has claimed several times takes a toll on the mind and soul making them “grow hard and heavy” (48). Alexandra feels pain, perhaps not the same sharp, roller coaster like pain as Emil or Marie, but a slow, numbing loneliness that has resulted from her inherited obligations and self sufficient nature. Alexandra’s pain is not so much acute as it is a general burden that comes with her responsibilities which she has made a certain peace with. This quote is an interesting foresight towards the tragedy that occurs later on.