He had dined well and liked to loaf after dinner.

Besides, he felt dull; his gout bothered him and he had been forced to run for his train.

He had begun to find out one could not do that kind of thing.

Mrs.Cartwright sat opposite, knitting quietly, and her smooth, rhythmic movements were soothing.

Clara was never abrupt and jerky.
"I got a letter from Stormont's by the afternoon post," she said.