The Sunday party separated at Paddington on the night of the Nuneham expedition, and Wallace and Eustace Kendal walked eastward together.

The journey home had been very quiet.

Miss Bretherton had been forced to declare herself 'extremely tired,' and Mrs.Stuart's anxiety and sense of responsibility about her had communicated themselves to the rest of the party.
'It is the effect of my long day yesterday,' she said apologetically to Forbes, who hovered about her with those affectionate attentions which a man on the verge of old age pays with freedom to a young girl.

'It won't do to let the public see so much of me in future.

But I don't want to spoil our Sunday.