It was uncanny, it was like a spell, the force of this unspoken name; and she thought, "I must break it!" And yet she did not speak.

She had little opportunity, for she saw very little of Joe that week.

When the dreaded night arrived, he did not come home until very late.

From her room she heard him come in, and presently by the silence she knew he had settled himself to work.

She barely slept, rose early and dressed herself with a resolute air.