She had heard he was so cutting and ferocious that he really did seem as if he hated his opponents.

She hoped he would get a chance--perhaps Felix could encourage him.
"What about the women ?" Stanley asked suddenly.

"Will they stand a political powwow?
One must think of them a bit." Clara had.

She was taking a farewell look at herself in the far-away mirror through the door into her bedroom.

It was a mistake--she added--to suppose that women were not interested in 'the Land.' Lady Britto was most intelligent, and Mildred Malloring knew every cottage on her estate.
"Pokes her nose into 'em often enough," Stanley muttered.
Lady Fanfar again, and Mrs.Sleesor, and even Hilda Martlett, were interested in their husbands, and Miss Bawtrey, of course, interested in everything.