She strove not to make her shrinking from her husband and his exultation--her terrified shrinking--evident.
"Oh, Margaret, you are simply wonderful beyond words," said Wilbur, gazing up into her face.

"I always knew you were wonderful, of course, darling, but this! Why, Margaret, you have gained an international reputation from that one book! And the reviews have been unanimous, almost unanimous in their praise.

I have not read it, dear.

I am so ashamed of myself, but you know I never read novels, but I am going to read my Margaret's novel.

Oh, my dear, my wonderful, wonderful dear!" Wilbur almost sobbed.