When Trevelyan and his wife had gone back a few yards, he
was obliged to return for Nora. He did so, and then rejoined his
wife.
'It was quite unnecessary, Emily,' he said, 'that you should behave
like that.'
'Your suspicions,' she said, 'have made it almost impossible for
me to behave with propriety.'
'You have told him everything now,' said Trevelyan.
'And it was requisite that he should be told,' said his wife. Then
they walked home without interchanging another word. When they
reached their house, Emily at once went up to her own room, and
Trevelyan to his. They parted as though they had no common interest
which was worthy of a moment's conversation. And she by her step,
and gait, and every movement of her body showed to him that she was
not his wife now in any sense that could bring to him a feeling of
domestic happiness. Her compliance with his command was of no use
to him unless she could be brought to comply in spirit. Unless she
would be soft to him he could not be happy. He walked about his
room uneasily for half-an-hour, trying to shake off his sorrow,
and then he went up to her room.
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