Being somewhat of a favourite of both Professor and Mrs.Valiant however, I lunched with them often.

I need hardly say that I should not have exceeded the regulation once had it not been for Mrs.Valiant.The last time I went is as clear in my memory as if it were yesterday.

Valiant was more satirical and cold-blooded than usual.

I noticed a kind of shining hardness in his wife's eyes, which gave me a strange feeling; yet she was talkative and even gay, I thought, while I more than once clinched my fist under the table, so much did I want to pummel him; for I was a lover of hers, in a deferential, boyish way.
"At last, knowing that she liked the hunt, I asked her if she was going to the meet on the following Saturday, saying that I intended to follow, having been offered a horse.

With a steely ring to her voice, and a further brightening of the eyes, she said: 'You are a stout little sportsman, Marmy.