It seems as if only the free can serve.
"I am very miserable," said Fay suddenly.

She was pushed once more by the same blind impulse that had taken her to her husband's room the night after Michael's arrest.
She used almost the same words.

And as the duke had made no answer then, so Magdalen made none now.

She had not lived in the same house with Fay for nearly a year for nothing.
Magdalen's silence acted as a goad.
"You think, and father thinks," continued Fay, her voice shaking, "you are all blinder one than the other, that it's Andrea I'm grieving for.
It's not." "I know that," said Magdalen.

"You never cared much about him.