"What is it?" "You've been enjoying yourself," she began, trying to be calm and spiteful.

But as soon as she opened her mouth, a stream of reproach, of senseless jealousy, of all that had been torturing her during that half hour which she had spent sitting motionless at the window, burst from her.

It was only then, for the first time, that he clearly understood what he had not understood when he led her out of the church after the wedding.