There came hours when despair seized hold of her.
"Shall I be able to keep up the pretence when we are married, when we are always together ?" she asked herself.

But she thrust the question back unanswered; she dared not look forward, lest even now her strength should fail her.
After the third visit Durrance said to her:-- "Do you remember that I once mentioned a famous oculist at Wiesbaden?
It seems advisable that I should go to him." "You are recommended to go ?" "Yes, and to go alone." Ethne looked up at him with a shrewd, quick glance.
"You think that I should be dull at Wiesbaden," she said.

"There is no fear of that.

I can rout out some relative to go with me." "No; it is on my own account," answered Durrance.

"I shall perhaps have to go into a home.