The thing itself could only be achieved by stealth.

A month at the seaside for the sake of the children was a subject that could not be approached.

All small feminine social arrangements, dependent for their accomplishment on the use of the horses, were mown down like grass.

Colonel Bellairs hated what he called "living by clockwork." You may read, if you care to do so, in the faces of many gentle-tempered and apparently prosperous married women, an enormous fatigue.

Wicked, blood-curdling husbands do not bring this look into women's faces.