"Do tell me.

You have a boy, haven't you?
Isn't it detestable, leaving them ?" It was as though a blue shadow had fallen across a pool.

Their eyes became deeper, and their voices more cordial.

Instead of joining them as they began to pace the deck, Rachel was indignant with the prosperous matrons, who made her feel outside their world and motherless, and turning back, she left them abruptly.

She slammed the door of her room, and pulled out her music.