It was as though the tables and chairs of her own home 
had begun to move of their own volition and without any 
exterior aid. It was somewhat like an earthquake, in 
which things tumble and fall about, or like a storm at 
sea. The charming ornate ship of their fortune was being 
blown most ruthlessly here and there. She felt it a sort 
of duty to stay in bed and try to sleep; but her eyes were 
quite wide, and her brain hurt her. Hours before Frank 
had insisted that she should not bother about him, but 
rest, that she could do nothing; and she had gone, won- 
dering more than ever what and where was the line of her 
duty. To stick by her husband, convention told her; 
and so she decided. Yes, religion dictated that, also 
custom. There were the children. They must not be 
injured. Frank must be reclaimed, if possible. He 
would get over this. But what a blow ! She also turned 
from side to side wearily, and by dawn had not had a 
single wink of sleep.