"I hev had a heartache mysen all day long about the way Polly went on this morning.

And her with such a good husband as I am!" Greenwood went home to such discouraging reflections, and John's were just as discomforting.

For he had left his wife on the previous night, in a distressed unsettled condition, and he felt that there was now something in Jane's, and his own, past which must not be referred to, and indeed he had promised himself never to name it.
But a past that is buried alive is a difficult ghost to lay, and he feared Jane would not be satisfied until she had opened the dismal grave of their dead happiness again--and perhaps again and again.

He set his lips straight and firm during this reflection, and said something of which only the last four words were audible, "Thy grace is sufficient." However, there was no trace of a disposition to resume a painful argument in Jane's words or attitude.

She looked pale from headache and wakefulness, but was dressed with her usual care, and was even more than usually solicitous about his comfort and satisfaction.