His marrying Maisie had been a sin against Anne, its sinfulness disguised because he had had no pleasure in it.

Maisie was the intruder, who had no right, who had taken what didn't belong to her.

So Maisie remained tranquil, secure in her love for Jerrold, and in his love for her, while Anne and Jerrold were tortured by their love for each other.

" I felt her shiver a bit at that, and I knew what it was that was in her mind, for Maisie was a girl of imagination, and the mention of a lonely place like that, to be visited at such an hour, set it working.

Maisie and I meant to wed as soon as my salary was lifted to three pounds a week, as it soon was to be, and we were saving money for our furnishingand ten pounds, of course, would be a nice help.