When she looked back to her companion she had had time to drop a consciousness of his question.

"If I'm proud, to you, I'm not good," she said, "and if I'm good--always to you--I'm not proud.

I know at all events perfectly how immensely you're occupied, what a quantity of work you get through and how every minute counts for you.

Don't make it a crime to me that I'm reasonable." "No, that would show, wouldn't it?
that there isn't much else.

But how it all comes back--!" "Well, to what ?" she asked.
"To the old story.