Jane felt annoyed with him for parading this gladness, which she had unwittingly caused and in which she had no share.

Also she felt she must break this intimate silence.

It was saying so much which ought not to be said, since it could not be spoken.

She took her candle rather aggressively and turned upon the second step.
"Good-night, Dal," she said.

"And do you know that you are missing the curate ?" He looked up at her.