You were married off as a sullen, rude, and cold husband. You didn't like him and were generally a fearful person, and when you were afraid, you always started weaving something out of thread, which made beautiful lace. Your husband was annoyed that you always and everywhere carried a small ball of thin thread with you and here they were again sitting at a dinner party of a good Friend of your husband and out of excitement you started weaving lace from threads using your fingers again