She could not have opened her heart to him had she tried.

She was unspeakably glad to have him with her, and later on she hoped to join him again at The Green Bungalow down at Kurrumpore where they had dwelt together during the weeks preceding her marriage.

For Tommy was the only relative she had in the world who cared for her.

And she was very fond of Tommy, but she was not really intimate with him.

They were just good comrades.
As a married woman, she no longer feared the veiled shafts of malice that had pierced her before.