(Don't be alarmed! She isn't about to be executed for having deceived the Benchers of the Inner Temple in 1905; she is only in prison for a suffragist offence).] I can't wind up this chapter somehow without more or less finishing the story of Beryl Claridge.

She has been a source of anxiety to my wife--who has read these chapters one by one as they left my typewriter.

"Was it wise to bring her in ?" "Well, but my dear, she was rather a common type of the New Woman in the early nineteen hundreds." "Yes--but--" Of course the latent anxiety was that she might end up respectably.
And so she did.

In 1906, the first Mrs.Storrington died at Ware (Ware was where the architect husband had his legitimate home).

She had long been ill, increasingly ill of some terrible form of anaemia which had followed the birth of her fourth child.