For days together after a quarrel she would sulk without speaking, proud of her stubborn temper that forced others to give in first.

And they would sit down to meals and pass one another in the rooms, watching each other's movements to avoid the necessity for speaking.

The day had begun badly for Ada, and her anger increased as she brooded over her wrongs.

Heavy and sullen by nature, her wrath came to a head hours after the provocation, burning with a steady heat when others were cooling down.
But as she was pegging out some towels in the yard she heard a discreet cough on the other side of the fence.

Ada recognized the signal.