The Toys of Peace -- Louise -- Tea -- The Disappearance of Crispina Umberleigh -- The Wolves of Cernogratz -- Louis -- The Guests -- The Penance -- The Phantom Luncheon -- A Bread and Butter Miss -- Bertie's Christmas Eve -- Forewarned -- The Interlopers -- Quail Seed -- Canossa -- The Threat -- Excepting Mrs. Pentherby -- Mark -- The Hedgehog -- The Mappined Life -- Fate -- The Bull -- Morlvera -- Shock Tactics -- The Seven Cream Jugs -- The Occasional Garden -- The Sheep -- The Oversight -- Hyacinth -- The Image of the Lost Soul -- The Purple of the Balkan Kings -- The Cupboard of the Yesterdays -- For the Duration of the War
e when I first remember them in the 'eighties. They used to go about then unkempt and dishevelled, in a sort of smiling rage with the world, and now they're spruce and jaunty and flamboyantly decorative, like a geranium bed with religious convictions. Laura Kettleway was going on about them in the lift of the Dover Street Tube the other day, saying what a lot of good work they did, and what a loss it would have been if they'd never existed. 'If they had never existed,' I said, 'Granville Barker would have been certain to have invented something that looked exactly like them.' If you say things like that, quite loud, in a Tube lift, they always sound like epigrams."
"I think you ought to do something about Louise," said the dowager.
"I'm trying to think whether she was with me when I called on Ada Spelvexit. I rather enjoyed myself there. Ada was trying, as usual, to ram that odious Koriatoffski woman down my throat, knowing perfectly well that I detest her, and in an unguarded moment she said: '