Thanks, although I like this variation slightly better:

She'd known things would be difficult without Polly's help, but feels overwhelmed by the daily struggles with rationing, air raids, and irate schoolmistresses. Sir Godfrey's distress, never quite masked by his bellowed demands, only seems to intensify her own misery, and she waits fretfully for Reverend Goode's letters while constantly scanning her surroundings for Colin, wishing she'd had the sense to ask him when and where they'll meet again. Pining for the loss of Mike, Polly, and Mr. Dunworthy, she looks for hope and finds it in an unlikely object: the green coat that is now a part of their past and her future.