Her pride had kept her back from Hilary, till she had felt herself a failure.

Her pride had so revolted at that failure that she had led the way to utter estrangement.

Her pride had forced her to the attitude of one who says "Live your own life; I should be ashamed to let you see that I care what happens between us." Her pride had concealed from her the fact that beneath her veil of mocking liberality there was an essential woman tenacious of her dues, avid of affection and esteem.

Her pride prevented the world from guessing that there was anything amiss.

Her pride even prevented Hilary from really knowing what had spoiled his married life--this ungovernable itch to be appreciated, governed by ungovernable pride.