But she could not make up her mind to reveal her unhappiness to her people.

She had been married so recently, everybody had thought her marriage so delightful, she could not bear that her father and mother should be distressed by knowing that she was wretched.

She also reflected with misery that New York would talk the matter over excitedly and that finally the newspapers would get hold of the gossip.

She could even imagine interviewers calling at the house in Fifth Avenue and endeavouring to obtain particulars of the situation.

Her father would be angry and refuse to give them, but that would make no difference; the newspapers would give them and everybody would read what they said, whether it was true or not.