A clear-eyed, penetrating analysis of the modern sensation-hunting daughter of the English aristocracy, written with the fearlessness and insight which made SONIA famous. Stephen McKenna has been widely acknowledged as one of the most brilliant of the yougn novelists of today.
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Lady Poynter's jaw fell in affronted indignation. Lady Maitland had already secured Mr. Lane for luncheon, the Duchess of Ross had wired: "Don't know you but must. Have just seen your play. When will you dine?" and Mrs. Shelley had staked out a claim before any one else had heard of the man.
"That is really too abominable," she cried. "He made a note of the time in his book . . . only two days ago. . . . And then he hasn't the consideration even to telephone."
She counted the numbers and turned angrily, as the door was thrown open. After pausing on the threshold to see who was present, Lady Barbara Neave entered the room falteringly and with a suggestion that she was belatedly repenting a too venturesome effect in dress. The men, she knew, were only watching her eyes and waiting for the surprised smile of recognition which always made them feel that they had been missed; but Mrs. Shelley, she would wager, was privately noting that a dove-coloured silk dress
One of the lesser-known novelists who does not generally feature in lists of Edwardian writers, Stephen McKenna wrote with acuity and insight and this novel about a wilful young society woman in the years shortly before the First World War certainly is worth reading, if only to sympathise with the unsuspecting hero of the story who suffers from her unconsiderate behaviour. In passing it may be observed that Eric Lane seems to have been intended by the author to be a stock figure depicting heartbreak, because in the sequel to this novel, he encounters disappointment and disillusionment once again.