They even danced together.

But all the while Ethne was conscious that she was holding up a great load of pain and humiliation which would presently crush her, and Feversham felt those four feathers burning at his breast.

It was wonderful to him that the whole company did not know of them.

He never approached a partner without the notion that she would turn upon him with the contemptuous name which was his upon her tongue.

Yet he felt no fear on that account.
He would not indeed have cared had it happened, had the word been spoken.