Peevishness, complaints, exacting cross-examination she was used to, but this attitude of composed quiet, which seemed to come from the consciousness of power within, puzzled her.

She did not know what was going to happen next.
At last William spoke.
"I think it's a little odd, don't you ?" he said, in a voice of detached reflection.

"Most people, I mean, would be seriously upset if their marriage was put off for six months or so.

But we aren't; now how do you account for that ?" She looked at him and observed his judicial attitude as of one holding far aloof from emotion.
"I attribute it," he went on, without waiting for her to answer, "to the fact that neither of us is in the least romantic about the other.

That may be partly, no doubt, because we've known each other so long; but I'm inclined to think there's more in it than that.