Clare, who for seventeen months had been the wife of Sir Gerald Corven of the Colonial Service, stood on the boat deck of an Orient liner in the River Thames, waiting for it to dock. It was ten o’clock of a mild day in October, but she wore a thick tweed coat, for the voyage had been hot. She looked pale — indeed, a little sallow — but her clear brown eyes were fixed eagerly on the land and her slightly touched-up lips were parted, so that her face had the vividness to which it was accustomed.

Chapter 12015-03-06
Clare, who for seventeen months had been the wife of Sir Gerald Corven of the Colonial Service, stood on the boat deck of an Orient liner in the River Thames, waiting for it to dock.
Chapter 22015-03-05
What a nice lunch! said Clare, eating the sugar at the bottom of her coffee cup: The first meal on shore is lovely! When you get on board a ship and read the first menu, you think: ‘My goodness! What an enchanting lot of things! and then you come down to cold ham at nearly every meal.
Chapter 32015-03-05
Dinny was ‘seeing to Aunt Em.
Chapter 42015-03-04
The custom known as canvassing, more peculiar even than its name, was in full blast round Condaford.
Chapter 52015-03-04
On that cold and misty evening, which all the newspapers had agreed was to ‘make history, the Charwells sat in the drawing-room at Condaford round the portable wireless, a present from Fleur.
Chapter 62015-03-03
Three days after their meeting at the Coffee House, young Croom received a letter from Sir Lawrence Mont, saying that his cousin Muskham was not expecting the Arab mares till the spring.
Chapter 72015-03-03
After young Croom had gone Clare stood for a moment in the hall recollecting the last time she had gone out of that front door, in a fawn-coloured suit and a little brown hat, between rows of people saying: Good luck! and Good-bye, darling! and Give my love to Paris! Eighteen months ago, and so much in between! Her lip curled, and she went into her Uncles study.
Chapter 82015-03-02
From Condaford the hot airs of election time had cleared away, and the succeeding atmosphere was crystallised in the Generals saying:

Well, those fellows got their deserts.
Chapter 92015-03-02
She entered her Aunts house with all her passionate loyalty to her own breed roused, yet understanding better what had made Clare take Jerry Corven for husband.
Chapter 102015-03-01
The quality which from time immemorial has made the public men of England what they are, tempted so many lawyers into Parliament, caused so many divines to put up with being bishops, floated so many financiers, saved so many politicians from taking thought for the morrow, and so many judges from the pangs of remorse, was present in Eustace Dornford to no small degree.
Chapter 112015-03-01
When Sir Lawrence Mont reached Burtons Club the following afternoon he was feeling, in common with many who undertake to interfere in the affairs of others, an uneasy self-importance coupled with a desire to be somewhere else.
Chapter 122015-02-28
In spite of Sir Gerald Corvens assurance, the course before a husband wishing to resume the society of his wife is not noticeably simple, especially if he has but a week wherein to encompass his desire.
Chapter 132015-02-28
One who gazes at the Temples smooth green turf, fine trees, stone-silled buildings, and pouter pigeons, feels dithyrambic, till on him intrudes the vision of countless bundles of papers tied round with pink tape, unending clerks in little outer chambers sucking thumbs and waiting for solicitors, calf-bound tomes stored with reports of innumerable cases so closely argued that the light-minded sigh at sight of them and think of the Café Royal.
Chapter 142015-02-27
Young crooms second visit to Englands Past at Drury Lane was the first visit of the other three members of Dornfords little dinner party, and by some fatality, not unconnected with him who took the tickets, they were seated two by two; young Croom with Clare in the middle of the tenth row, Dornford and Dinny in returned stalls at the end of the third .
Chapter 152015-02-27
Time has been compared with a stream, but it differs — you cannot cross it, grey and even-flowing, wide as the world itself, having neither ford nor bridge; and though, according to philosophers, it may flow both up and down, the calendar as yet follows it but one way.
Chapter 162015-02-26
Since her husbands departure Clare had met young Croom constantly, but always at the stipulated arms-length.
Chapter 172015-02-26
Though Dinny had no expert knowledge of pictures, she had, with Wilfrid, made an intensive examination of such as were on permanent show in London.
Chapter 182015-02-25
The third of February was a day so bland and of such spring-like texture that the quickened blood demanded adventure.
Chapter 192015-02-25
Young Croom awoke, stiff and unconscious of where he was.
Chapter 202015-02-24
And three weeks passed, during which Clare saw young Croom but four times in all.
Chapter 212015-02-24
The atmosphere at Condaford into which she stepped next day was guarded.
Chapter 222015-02-23
When young Croom had withdrawn into the sleet and wind of that discomforting day, he left behind him a marked gloom.
Chapter 232015-02-23
Dinny sat in the little bare waiting-room turning over The Times.
Chapter 242015-02-22
But she WAS ill, and for a month in her conventual room at Condaford often wished she were dead and done with.
Chapter 252015-02-22
Dinny made the effort needed to go round to South Square next morning.
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