Tobias asked for an explanation, but did not receive one.
On getting home again, he found Lilian in the drawing-room.

(As an ordinary thing he did not "dress" for dinner, since his evenings were often spent in the company of people who would have disliked the conspicuousness of his appearance.) She rose to meet him with shining countenance, looking happier, indeed, and more rarely beautiful than he had ever seen her.
"What cheer?
A triumph already ?" "I think so, Denzil; I really think so.

Mrs.Powell has promised me to do her very best with her husband.

Oh, if you could have heard our conversation! I hadn't thought it possible for any one to be so ignorant of the simplest political facts.

One thing that she said--I was talking about war, and suddenly she asked me: 'Do you think it likely, Mrs.Quarrier, that there would be an _inscription_ ?' For a moment I couldn't see what she meant.