They discussed dogs and horses, their mutual friends, and their engagements for the next few days.

They did not once refer to Thomson.
Presently Geraldine paused to speak to some friends.

Granet leaned upon his stick in the background and watched her.

She was wearing a plain tailor made suit and a becoming little hat, from underneath which little wisps of golden hair had somehow detached themselves in a fascinating disorder.

There was a delicate pink colour in her cheeks, the movements and lines of her body were all splendidly free and graceful.