It seemed to her that the words that she had spoken to her husband, and had continually repeated in her imagination, she had said to everyone, and everyone had heard them.

She could not bring herself to look those of her own household in the face.

She could not bring herself to call her maid, and still less go downstairs and see her son and his governess.

The maid, who had been listening at her door for a long while, came into her room of her own accord.

Anna glanced inquiringly into her face, and blushed with a scared look.