Francis William Lauderdale Adams,
A Child of the Age — Part II: Chapter II.
(1894)
“ Cholmeley in the arm-chair in the middle of the out-flung bay window, Rayne on a stool at his feet, touching him with her dear beautiful hand from time to time, and I half lying on and over the edge of the terrace—not even then, with the certain quiet and sadness with us that was of a last evening together, could I realise that I was going away from the beauty and the life here with them, not to see either again for long, perhaps ever. ”
