"In the Park the hyacinths and the daffodils will be out." What he meant he scarcely knew.

When one is very young and out of tune with life, one is apt to speak discordantly.
They mounted a westward omnibus.

Paul lit a cigarette and smoked almost in silence until they alighted by the Park gates.

As they entered, he turned to her suddenly.

"Look here, Jane, I want to ask you something.
The other night I told a man I was an artist's model, and he said 'How beastly!' and turned away as if I wasn't fit for him to associate with.
What was he driving at ?" "He was a nasty cad," said Jane promptly.
"Of course he was," said Paul.