The same sort of quiet reconciliation with the inevitable, told in the same quiet tones, appears in The Tree in Pamela's Garden, in which Pamela makes

                    all Tilbury Town believe

She sighed a little more for the North Star

Than over men, and only in so far

 

As she was in a garden was like Eve.

And having deceived her neighbors, she indulges in a gentle smile at their overheard wish that she might find a substitute for romance. She too has found a kind of contentment in the second best.