I shall have a round of golf, I think, on this fine morning.

I should like to have a word with you, Michael, when you've finished your breakfast." The moment he had gone her whole manner changed: it was suffused with the glow that had lit her last night.
"And we shall have another talk, dear ?" she said.

"It was tiresome being interrupted last night.

But your father was better pleased with you this morning." Michael's understanding of the situation grew clearer.

Whatever was the change in his mother, whatever, perhaps, it portended, it was certainly accompanied by two symptoms, the one the late dawning of mother-love for himself, the other a certain fear of her husband; for all her married life she had been completely dominated by him, and had lived but in a twilight of her own; now into that twilight was beginning to steal a dread of him.