She had made no effort to hide that happiness from him.

Consciousness of it filled him with his own great happiness, and yet it made him realize even more deeply how hard his fight was to be.

She was his wife.

In a hundred little ways she had shown him that she was proud of her wifehood.

And again he told himself that she had come to him as she had promised, that she had given into his keeping all that she had to give.