for an hour's meeting with Sheilah. He had lain awake countless hours thinking of the meeting.
Sheilah's letter was not long. But it said a great deal. She was quite well. Their separation was proving very successful. She had found peace of mind and happiness in Terry beyond her hopes, and he could best help her by never trying to see her again. It only made things more difficult. Also he must not write to her any more. It was better for her new peace and happiness not to be disturbed by the expectation of a message from him. And by the way, did he know that Cicely Morgan was at home again, and why didn't he go and see her as he used to go years ago? There was more than one road to happiness, she had discovered.
The note hurt Roger. He hardly recognized Sheilah in it, it was so brief and impersonal. And how could she make that reference to Cicely? Had she indeed recovered? So soon? Was her desire for him then so dependent upon seeing him? The same doubts that later assailed Sheilah, gripped Roger all the three hundred miles back to Boston over the dark night roads.
Sheilah lifted the box down from the closet shelf and placed it on the bed. She raised the cover and ran her hand into the middle fold of the shawl. The
