And as she packed, the tears gathered in her eyes and fell.
Meanwhile, her mother sat in the garden.

So Sylvia wanted a home; she could not endure the life she lived with her mother.

Afar off a band played; the streets beyond were noisy as a river; beneath the trees of the garden here people talked quietly.

Mrs.Thesiger sat with a little vindictive smile upon her face.

Her rival was going to be punished.