Im to go down for a week, so that he cansee me with
horses. The whole thing makes me feel I dont want to be alive. I liked it better the
first time, certainly. All this bacon, allthese eggs, and half these potatoes could
be produced here.
That was not my real reason, but it put the
finishing touch.
Surely, sir, youve never had any bother there? The
General, smokingglumly, kept his glance averted; Clare went to the
window.
And I, having made a wrong one already, can only be
trusted tomake another?
At last, baffled and disquiet, she went back tothe
cab.
In short, time flowed, but the conundrum
ofexistence remained unsolved. She ought to stay here to-night, dont you think,
Dinny?
Yes, youre very unlike, but to have you wasted
would be farworse.
The bit I liked best was that between the son and
the girl. The moment he had gone Dinny said:She must have been waylaid,
Auntie.
Armistice day, said Clare, turning into her
bedroom. She might have mixed in the crowd, butnever that!
I think mysister should be left to
herself.
I feel in my bones that Jerryshanging round the
Mews. You must know my son, he said, hes an enthusiast too, though hemust be
thirty-seven by now. Prepare yourself to point me the moral ofthe next act. Clare
looked at her sister with asort of unhappy defiance.
I think mysister should be left to
herself.
Everythings simply perfect at his stud
farm.
A workshop trying to turn out perfect specimens; a
millionfailures to each success. At last, baffled and disquiet, she went back tothe
cab. One neverknew what they were thinking, of course; but that might be as well.
Characters our way of showing the desire for perfection. Dont you think, said
Adrian, that Dornford ought to know howthings stand? Sir Lawrence answered:Better
wait till we break, Dinny; a few minutes cant matter now.
Whats wanted is the slogan: Fresh air andexercise
for good instincts. He says, I think rightly, that its more to yourinterest even
than to his. I dont know anyone Id like better for a sister-in-law. Drooping
moustaches and chignons do hide _expression_, but was therethe
_expression_?
I dont know anyone Id like better for a
sister-in-law.
Dinny controlled herself to say quietly: I dont
think Clares inany danger.
I know itdoesnt show; but there is, Mother, there
is! I suppose most of these people will go on to night clubs now.
Sweet of you, Aunt Em; but really I know what Im
about.
What are you goin to do about him,
Clare?
Surely, sir, youve never had any bother there?