“Yes, for though they are extremely ill-disposed, they dare not be rebellious.”
“Miss Elsworth, I have often thought that it must be a very happy life that you lead.”
“Why?”
“You always look happy.”
“Do you always judge from appearances?”
“No, for I know that there are those who can cover an aching heart with a smiling face.”
“That is true, and I believe there is a skeleton in every closet, either great or small.”
Ross looked at the lovely face, and wondered where there could be a skeleton for her. She had never appeared to have a heartache, but he noticed that at times there was a longing look in her beautiful eyes, as if she were not quite satisfied with life, though she had never uttered the word that said she was not entirely happy.
“There are those who can keep the skeleton so securely hidden that you would never know it existed, and I often think of what a vast amount of self-control it must require to bury the secrets of some heart-sorrow,” said Ross.