No further confidence had passed between them on the matter.

Yet he knew that to his son this name was holy.

Therefore, being in some ways a wise man, he thought it well to keep his lips shut and to let the dead bury their dead.
By all the rest Stella Fregelius was soon as much forgotten as though she had never walked the world or breathed its air.

That gale had done much damage and taken away many lives--all down the coast was heard the voice of mourning; hers chanced to be one of them, and there was nothing to be said.
On the morning of the eleventh day came a telegram from Mary addressed to Morris, and dated from London.

It was brief and to the point.