Sorrowsome

The note strikes the young artist curiously, but just then the squeaky elevator arrives with a sorrowsome ding and she is distracted by its squawking doors and a grumbling old lady with a shopping bag.

Then He too laughing asks me “Why so pale And sorrow-some? [...]”

She burst into sobs and moans, wailing like nobody's business a prompting the gathering to follow her sorrow-some lead.