"Well, I don't know; I've hardly thought. She told me the other night she was happy."
"Ah, she told you, of course," Ralph exclaimed,smiling.
"I don't know that. It seems to me I was rather the sort of person she might have complained to."
"Complained? She'll never complain. She has done it—what she has done—and she knows it. She'll complain to you least of all. She's very careful."