Her stockings, her gloves, all the trifling details of her toilette, were carefully chosen, and her clothes themselves gracefully and naturally worn.

Socially, too, she had been amazingly successful.

Only the week before, Caroline had come to him with a little shrug of the shoulders.
"I have been trying to be kind to Rosamund," she said, "and finding out instead how unnecessary it is.

She is quite the most popular of the younger married women in our set.

You don't deserve such luck, Everard." "You know the proverb about the old roue," he had replied.
His mind had wandered for a moment.