The change into the gracious woman who had passed through the joy and the sorrow of life was obvious even to me, to whom it had been all but imperceptibly gradual.

After a while she rarely spoke of her husband.

The name of Leonard Boyce was never mentioned between us.

With her as with me, the weeks ate up the uneventful days and the months the uneventful weeks.

In her humdrum life the falling away of Mrs.Tufton loomed catastrophic.
For four months Mrs.Tufton shone splendid as the wife of the British warrior.