‘How little we foresaw all that would happen to us in the interval!’
‘If that telegram had arrived ten minutes later, how different our lots in life might have been!’
‘Life seems made up of Ifs and Buts,’ she answered with a little sigh.
‘That evening! The scent of new-mown hay was in the air.’
‘The clock in the old church tower had just struck seven.’
‘Under the hill, a nightingale was singing.’
‘Far off, we heard the murmur of the tide.’
‘Fido lay basking among fallen rose-leaves on the terrace.’
‘Wagging his tail lazily, as if beating time to some tune that was running in his head.’
‘We stood by the wicket, watching the last load of hay winding slowly through the lanes. I seized the moment’——