"I don't care," she said aloud, with sullen resolution.

"I am going to let them see that I don't want any favours." The next afternoon she went out early in order to escape Gershom; but when she came in, after a restless wandering in shops and a short drive, she met him just as he was turning away from the door.
"Something told me I'd find you at this hour," he remarked with unfailing good humour.

"Come out and walk about in the Square.

It will do you good." She shook her head impatiently.

"I'm tired.