Dornford Yates,
Court Cards
(1926)
“ With that, I left him, declining his offer of luncheon and, I fear, hardly thanking him for his interest, for I was wild to take up this strange occupation, in the hope of crowding the passionate business of Blois out of my life. Of this, to be frank, I had but little hope: but I had been hit so hard that something had to be done. Already I slept very ill and, when I slumbered, I dreamed. Memory rode me on a merciless rein. It would not have been one hundredth part so bad, if I had not had reason to suspect that Diana Landfall cared, that she had sent me away against her will. ”
