But Langham was not like the other men with whom she had amused herself.

He was not only older and more brilliant, but was giving every indication that his professional success would be solid and substantial.

Evelyn's father had championed his cause, and in the end she had married him.
In the five years that had elapsed since then, her romance had taken its place with the accepted things of life, and she revenged herself on Langham, for what she had come to consider his unreasonable exactions, by her recklessness, by her thirst for pleasure, and above all by her extravagance.
Through all the vicissitudes of her married life, the smallest part of which he only guessed, North had seen much of Evelyn.

There was a daring dangerous recklessness in her mood that he had sensed and understood and to which he had made quick response.

He knew that she was none too happy with Langham, and although he had been conscious of no wish to wrong the husband he had never paused to consider the outcome of his intimacy with the wife.
Evelyn was the first to break the silence.
"You wonder why I came here, don't you, Jack ?" she said.
"You should never have done it!" he replied quickly.
"What about my letters, why didn't you answer them ?" she demanded.