Be quite happy about me, mother.

I am sure that no one who has seen me since my marriage knows anything about my father." "I shall be quite happy, now that I know that," she observed.
More than once during that visit Margaret debated within herself whether she would tell Lady Arleigh her story or not; but the same weak fear that had caused her to run away with the child, lest she should lose her now, made her refrain from speaking, lest Madaline, on knowing the truth, should be angry with her and forsake her.
If Mrs.Dornham had known the harm that her silence was doing she would quickly have broken it.
Lady Arleigh returned home, taking her silent sorrow with her.

If possible, she was kinder then ever afterward to her mother, sending her constantly baskets of fruit and game--presents of every kind.

If it had not been for the memory of her convict husband, Mrs.Dornham would for the first time in her life have been quite happy.
Then it was that Lady Arleigh began slowly to droop, then it was that her desolate life became utterly intolerable--that her sorrow became greater than she could bear.

She must have some one near her, she felt--some one with whom she could speak--or she should go mad.