It was the halycon days of 1910 in fashionable Brightsea. To the serene seclusion of Burlington Square came Virginia Dillon-Stuart, formerly Countess Carweston, a much-married, outspoken and spirited woman who both astounded and intrigued the staid inhabitants of the Square with her cigarette smoking, trouser wearing and the suggestion of scandal that surrounded her. Mrs. Dillon-Stuart's impact on the residents of the Square, and theirs of her, was immediate.
Ivor Pelham Standish of Number Four prided himself on being a well-preserved fifty. He had not looked at another woman since the death of his beloved wife in childbirth but Mrs. Dillon-Stuart stirred a half-realized old desire. Mr. Ivor Pelham Standish found himself shining his shoes to a brighter polish.
For Colin Standish, seventeen and a budding socialist, the lady was a disconcerting presence.
And to Dorothy Lefanu, the Square's number one busybody, Mrs. Dillon-Stuart was nothing short of outrageous.
The newcomer at Number Five despite or perhaps because of the fact that she's approaching forty promptly fell in love with the young Colin. He was as he put it, too young and not interested. So Mrs. Dillon-Stuart must look elsewhere to remedy the loneliness that beset her.
It was the halycon days of 1910 in fashionable Brightsea. To the serene seclusion of Burlington Square came Virginia Dillon-Stuart, formerly Countess Carweston, a much-married, outspoken and spirited woman who both astounded and intrigued the staid inhabitants of the Square with her cigarette smoking, trouser wearing and the suggestion of scandal that surrounded her. Mrs. Dillon-Stuart's impact on the residents of the Square, and theirs of her, was immediate.
Ivor Pelham Standish of Number Four prided himself on being a well-preserved fifty. He had not looked at another woman since the death of his beloved wife in childbirth but Mrs. Dillon-Stuart stirred a half-realized old desire. Mr. Ivor Pelham Standish found himself shining his shoes to a brighter polish.
For Colin Standish, seventeen and a budding socialist, the lady was a disconcerting presence.
And to Dorothy Lefanu, the Square's number one busybody, Mrs. Dillon-Stuart was nothing short of outrageous.
The newcomer at Number Five despite or perhaps because of the fact that she's approaching forty promptly fell in love with the young Colin. He was as he put it, too young and not interested. So Mrs. Dillon-Stuart must look elsewhere to remedy the loneliness that beset her.