Already he had social engagements for the coming months in which she had no share; the drifting apart would be mutual.

He had been an intelligent and amusing companion, and he had played the game as she had wished it to be played, without the fatigue of keeping up pretences which neither of them could have believed in.

"Let us have a wonderfully good time together" had been the single stipulation in their unwritten treaty of comradeship, and they had had the good time.

Their whole-hearted pursuit of material happiness would go on as keenly as before, but they would hunt in different company, that was all.

Yes, that was all.