An absurd little drawing-room it was, too--all white paint, muslin draperies, and frivolous gim-crack furniture.

A place, said Miss Batchelor, that it would have been dangerous to smoke a cigarette in.

And if you would believe it, she had hung up Tyson's sword over the couch in the dining-room, as a memorial of his deeds in the Soudan.

So ridiculous, when everybody knew that he was nothing but a sort of volunteer (Miss Batchelor had had a brother in "the Service").
Having furnished her drawing-room, and hung up her husband's sword, Mrs.
Nevill Tyson seems to have done nothing noteworthy, but to have sat down and waited for events.
She had not long to wait.

By the end of the season she was alone in the flat.