Why don't you drive down to Hurlingham with us?
And go to the theatre now and then.

At your time of life you ought to take an interest in things.

You're a young woman!" The brooding look darkened on her face; he grew nervous.
"Well, I know nothing about it," he said; "nobody tells me anything.
Soames ought to be able to take care of himself.

If he can't take care of himself he mustn't look to me--that's all." Biting the corner of his forefinger he stole a cold, sharp look at his daughter-in-law.
He encountered her eyes fixed on his own, so dark and deep, that he stopped, and broke into a gentle perspiration.
"Well, I must be going," he said after a short pause, and a minute later rose, with a slight appearance of surprise, as though he had expected to be asked to stop.

Giving his hand to Irene, he allowed himself to be conducted to the door, and let out into the street.