They only saw each other at their grand dinners and balls.

People ate at their table, and danced on their floor, and compared notes afterward, and said how dull it was.

Step by step the man who had once been Mr.Vanborough's lawyer rose, till the peerage received him, and he could rise no longer; while Mr.Vanborough, on the lower round of the ladder, looked up, and noted it, with no more chance (rich as he was and well-connected as he was) of climbing to the House of Lords than your chance or mine.
The man's career was ended; and on the day when the nomination of the new peer was announced, the man ended with it.
He laid the newspaper aside without making any remark, and went out.
His carriage set him down, where the green fields still remain, on the northwest of London, near the foot-path which leads to Hampstead.

He walked alone to the villa where he had once lived with the woman whom he had so cruelly wronged.

New houses had risen round it, part of the old garden had been sold and built on.