Rezia takes Septimus to visit Sir William Bradshaw, a doctor. On their way there, Septimus's recalls his past, explaining how he had moved to London and started a life. Of how he had been one of the first to volunteer to fight in the war, of how he had met Evans, and of how he had watched Evans die. Instead of feeling sorrow, though, Septimus “congratulated himself upon feeling very little and very reasonably.” (Woolf, 86) Septimus later describes an inability to feel and experienced sudden pangs of fear; the only thing that could comfort him was his soon to be wife Rezia. Five years passed, and their marriage seemed to be falling apart, with Rezia wishing for children, and Septimus slowly declining, becoming more and more unable to feel anything.