"No, I just suddenly felt very sad and wanted to talk to someone."
"By the way, Viola, remember to be on guard against Sylvia," Rachel continued: "I saw her tonight, and she talked a lot to me, always mentioning you and trying to sow discord."
After much deliberation, Rachel decided to tell Viola about this.
It's easy to dodge obvious attacks, but hard to guard against hidden ones. She had to let Viola know that Sylvia was a potential threat.
"Okay, Rachel, I know."
It seemed that the time had come to speed up the housekeeping process.
...
The next morning.
Viola woke up early.
It was only six o'clock.
She was going for a one-hour run first, then it would take her half an hour to wash up, have breakfast for half an hour, and then another half an hour to get to the airport.
The ten o'clock flight, arriving at the airport between eight-thirty and nine would be just right.
At nine o'clock sharp.
Viola arrived at the airport on time, pulling her suitcase.