He suffered because she WOULD talk aloud in presence of the other travellers.
"Now look at that silly cow!" she said, "careering round as if it thought it was a circus." "It's most likely a bottfly," he said very low.
"A what ?" she asked brightly and unashamed.
They thought a while.

He was sensible all the time of having her opposite him.

Suddenly their eyes met, and she smiled to him--a rare, intimate smile, beautiful with brightness and love.

Then each looked out of the window.
The sixteen slow miles of railway journey passed.

The mother and son walked down Station Street, feeling the excitement of lovers having an adventure together.