It asked, "Are you sure they are all so bad?
Have you taken the trouble to find out ?" But angrily she answered that she wanted friends of her own, that she couldn't be just a second wife.
"I've got to be all different, new! I've got to be--and I will, I will!" She swallowed fiercely.

Besides, it was what Joe needed, exactly! He showed already what it had meant to be rid of such friends! Had he ever talked of Paris before, or his dreams and ambitions or anything real?
But the voice retorted sharp and clear: "Why hide it then?
Why let this foolish dangerous habit of never mentioning Amy's name keep growing up between you and your husband?
It may do a lot of harm, you know.

What are you afraid of ?" Nothing whatever, she replied.

She decided to speak of it then and there.

She would be perfectly natural, and ask him, "Who are your friends over there?
Some people Amy used to know ?" And she grew rigid all at once.