For he was aware that he had once been jealous of Lord Thirsk and he knew that it was not pleasant for him to think of Jane brightening with her beauty Lord Thirsk's mansion while he sat lonely in his own silent home.
But he soon put all such reveries vigorously, even a little angrily, under the positive stamp of his foot as he began to take his own share in the circumstance.

"I could have gone with Jane--I did not want to go--I don't like Thirsk--I do not want his hospitality.

How could I feast and dance when I know some of my men must be out of work and out of bread in a few weeks--Jane does not feel as I do--Mother does not either--I cannot expect it--but I know!--I know!--I took my own wish and way, and I have no right to complain--I must be just and fair--just and fair to all--to all;" and with this decision, he slept well, courting sleep consciously, because he knew that the times were too full of anxiety to lose the rest so needful in unhappy and doubtful brooding.
In the morning a thing quite unlooked-for occurred.

When John went into the breakfast-room Jane was there to receive him.

"O John!" she cried, "I am delighted that I caught you napping.