AsIwentdownstairsandintothelibrarytoreadthefinancialpageofthemorningnewspaperIaskedmyself,withacertaindisquiet,whether,intheformal,complicated,andluxuriousconditionsinwhichwenowliveditmightbepossibletobuildupnewtiesandcommoninterests.I
reflectedthatthiswouldinvolveconfessionsandconfidencesonmypart,sincetherewasawholesideofmylifeofwhichMaudeknewnothing.I
hadconvincedmyselflongagothataman\'sbusinesscareerwasnoaffairofhiswife\'s:Ihadjustifiedthatcareertomyself:yetIhadalwayshadavaguefeelingthatMaude,hadsheknownthedetails,wouldnothaveapprovedofit.Impossible,indeed,forawomantograsptheseproblems.
Theywereoutsideofherexperience.
Nevertheless,somethingmightbedonetoimproveourrelationship,somethingwhichwouldrelievemeofthatuneasylackofunityIfeltwhenathome,ofthelassitudeandennuiIwaswonttofeelcreepingovermeonSundaysandholidays