It was hardly likely that Kathleen could fail to get some enjoyment out of her visit to town, especially as she found herself an object of interest on account of the circumstances attending her marriage. Rumour had been busy with her name, and had surrounded her with a halo of romance. Her attachment to a penniless man, her determination to endow him absolutely with the whole of her fortune, in spite of her guardians' remonstrances—much that was true, and much that was partly or wholly untrue—had gone to give society plenty to talk about.
John Torrance's past history was freely discussed, but in whispers not likely to reach the ears of those most concerned, though it proved of interest to many of his old associates. Amongst such the question was, how they could benefit by Jack Torrance's wonderful luck.
The amount of Kathleen's fortune was greatly exaggerated.
Whilst in town, Kathleen won both regard and admiration by her beauty, charm of manner and dignity, combined with frankness. Her husband was proud of her success, and began to talk of their next season, saying, "We must have a longer time next year."
"I thought this was to be our one extravagance before we settled at home," said Kathleen. "We could not afford to spend so much in a general way."
"The wedding and after journeyings will not come again. As a bride, your surroundings only suited your position."
"I should have been contented with less, but you are pleased, and I can only be glad too."
Kathleen smiled at her husband, then said, "When is Ralph to come? We promised he should join us."
"Do you really want him? He will not enjoy himself with Sarah for a companion. You are so much engaged."
"But we promised to have the child, John."