I am sure Leila will know all about it." That school business had already been discussed with his wife, and then, he thought, "There is to come a winter in the city, society, and--some nice young man, and so good-bye, my dear comrade.

Get up, Brutus." He dismissed his cares as the big bay stretched out in a gallop.
After some surgical care, John was told to go to his room and lie down.
He protested that he was in no need of rest, but Ann Penhallow, positive in small ways with every one, including her husband, sent John away with an imperative order, nor on the whole was he sorry to be alone.

No one had been too curious.

He recognized this as a reasonable habit of the family.

And Leila?
He was of no mind to be frank with her; and this he had done was a debt paid to John Penhallow! He may not have so put it, but he would not admit to himself that Leila's contemptuous epithet had had any influence on his action.