Her willingness was the more widely known because in the circle which fate had drawn around her--ironically, she sometimes thought--it was not usual to sacrifice these things.

As for Janet's own artistic susceptibility, it was a very private atmosphere of her soul.

She breathed it, one might say, only occasionally, and with a kind of delicious shame.

She was incapable of sharing her caught-up felicity there with any one, but it was indispensable that she should see it sometimes in the eyes of others less contained, less conscious, whose sense of humor might be more slender perhaps.

Her own nature was practical and managing in its ordinary aspect, and she had a degree of tact that was always interfering with her love of honesty.