He had never before seen such an expression on her face.

And since it is always the unusual which alarms, Soames was alarmed.

He ate his savoury, and hurried the maid as she swept off the crumbs with the silver sweeper.

When she had left the room, he filled his glass with wine and said: "Anybody been here this afternoon ?" "June." "What did she want ?" It was an axiom with the Forsytes that people did not go anywhere unless they wanted something.

"Came to talk about her lover, I suppose ?" Irene made no reply.
"It looks to me," continued Soames, "as if she were sweeter on him than he is on her.