Never was there a time when the country had more need of men.

He sighed.
"And you have been to the Acropolis ?" asked Sandra.
"Yes," said Jacob.

And they moved off to the window together, while Evan spoke to the head waiter about calling them early.
"It is astonishing," said Jacob, in a gruff voice.
Sandra opened her eyes very slightly.

Possibly her nostrils expanded a little too.
"At half-past six then," said Evan, coming towards them, looking as if he faced something in facing his wife and Jacob standing with their backs to the window.
Sandra smiled at him.
And, as he went to the window and had nothing to say she added, in broken half-sentences: "Well, but how lovely--wouldn't it be?
The Acropolis, Evan--or are you too tired ?" At that Evan looked at them, or, since Jacob was staring ahead of him, at his wife, surlily, sullenly, yet with a kind of distress--not that she would pity him.

Nor would the implacable spirit of love, for anything he could do, cease its tortures.
They left him and he sat in the smoking-room, which looks out on to the Square of the Constitution.
"Evan is happier alone," said Sandra.