MRS.

NEVILL TYSON Tyson took his wife abroad for six months to finish her education (as if to be Tyson's wife was not education enough for any woman!); and Drayton Parva forgot about them for a time.
In fact, nobody had fully realized the existence of Molly Wilcox till she burst on them as Mrs.Nevill Tyson.
It was the first appearance of the bride and bridegroom on their return from their long honeymoon.

The rector was giving an "At Home" (tentatively) in their honor; and a great many people had accepted, feeling that a very interesting social experiment was about to be made.
Everybody remembers how Mrs.Nevill Tyson fluttered down into that party of thirty women to eleven men, in an absurd frock, and with a still more absurd air of assured welcome.

Poor little woman! Her comings and goings from one Continental watering-place to another had been the progress of a triumphant divinity; where she found an hotel she left a temple.

I sometimes think, too, that little look of expectant gladness may have been due to the feeling that the Rectory was in England, and England was home.