Sublime

Lady Plackett took the binoculars. Her sight was less keen than her daughter’s but she too agreed that the girl was Ruth. She turned to Miss Somerville. ‘This is unfortunate,’ she said. ‘And quite irregular. The girl is a Jewish refugee who seems to think that she is entitled to every sort of privilege.’

Then Jules arrived, bearing tea and biscuits. She was easy to please because she had no ambitions to publish, only to enjoy writing. She showed me a piece written in a hurry, she said, because she and Jim had spent the afternoon reading Agatha Christie to each other in bed. My mind was busy with this image for most of the time I was meant to be hel

It was thrown in as well, from the first moment, that I should get on with Mrs Grose in a relation over which, on my way, in the coach, I fear I had rather brooded. The one appearance indeed that in this early outlook might have made me shrink again was that of her being so inordinately glad to see me. I felt within half an hour that she was so gla

Full of kindliness and sympathy, St Cyres persuaded June to give up her flat in town and to come with her small boy to live at Manor Thatch. June had acquiesced at first. She was lonely and frightened and in debt. June St Cyres was one of those young women who can never live within their incomes, but she was shrewd enough to know that she could liv

I remember the time and the place – the corner of the lawn, the shade of the great beeches and the long hot summer afternoon.

A sensitive woman, disappointed in marriage, exhausts her own ingenuity before she takes counsel.

Als Tierärztin musste sie sich mit einer Menge seltsamer Kreaturen herumschlagen. Damit meinte sie allerdings nicht die Patienten. Nein, diese waren niedlich, knuffig, putzig – und der Grund, warum Audrey Smart sich überhaupt für diesen Beruf entschieden hatte. Audrey hatte noch nie

Viola imposed upon her lover but a short probation. They were married, as was becoming, with great privacy, – almost with secrecy, – in the hope perhaps, as was waggishly remarked at the time, that the late Mrs Lloyd wouldn’t hear of it.