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As he looked about him at the gathering guests, he recalled his depression this afternoon in Bryanston Square, and it seemed to him so ridiculous that he could have laughed aloud. As if he would not have other chances of calling upon Irene Derwent! Ah, but, to be sure, he must provide himself with visiting-cards. A trifling point, but he had since reflected on it with some annoyance.
"I thought, perhaps, that the Bryanston Square house might have suited, but it seems that it is too small, far too small. Mrs. Gardner is used to entertaining, and has explained to me that she has a great many friends always coming and going from the other side of the water. She requires, apparently, twelve bedrooms, besides servants' quarters."
He rose now with the early sun; walked fast and far before the beginning of his day's work, with an aim he knew to be foolish, yet could not abandon. From Guildford Street, along the byways, he crossed Tottenham Court Road, just rattling with its first traffic, crossed Portland Place, still in its soundest sleep, and so onward till he touched Bryanston Square.
Hannaford was so unwell that it seemed likely they would remain there for a few weeks. "When we can move, the best thing will be to take a house in or near London. Mother has decided not to return to Bryanston Square, and I, for my part, shall give up the life you made fun of. You were quite right; of course it was foolish to go on in that way."
Well, what you'd better do is to get into the first taxi you see and just say 'Bryanston Square." How stupid of her! She might have thought of that for herself. "Is there a park near Bryanston Square?" she asked. "Yes. Of course Hyde Park." "And is it open at six?" "Of course. You can't shut Hyde Park." "Oh!" Maggie pursued her thoughts. Caroline watched her with intense curiosity.
The Turkish Embassy is at No. 1, Bryanston Square, at the south-east corner. Horace Street was once known as Cato Street, and was the scene of the infamous conspiracy which originated with Thistlewood in 1820. The conspiracy was to murder the Cabinet Ministers, burst open the prisons, set fire to the Metropolis, and organize a revolution.
She was going to Bryanston Square. Her aunt had been as kind as possible, and had even offered to come to Northwold to fetch her home; but Mary had been too considerate to allow her to think of so dreadful a journey, and had in fact, been glad to be left only to her own Aunt Catharine. The last letters which had passed between Mrs.
Half-the-clerk stood beside him, with a broker's note recording investment of the proceeds from sale of the Bryanston Square house, in Roger Forsyte's estate. Soames took it, and said: "Vancouver City Stock. H'm. It's down today!" With a sort of grating ingratiation old Gradman answered him: "Ye-es; but everything's down, Mr. Soames." And half-the-clerk withdrew.
"Not for a long time," answered Olga, her countenance falling. "I sent her the new address when I came here, but she hasn't been yet." "Why don't you go to her?" "No! I've broken with that world. I can't make calls in Bryanston Square or anywhere else. That's all over." "Nonsense!" "It isn't nonsense!" exclaimed Olga, flushing angrily. "Why do you come to interfere with me?
A day or two after receiving a letter from Mrs. Hannaford, in which she told him of her removal to Dr. Derwent's house, he bade farewell to his father. To his hotel in London, that night, came a note he had expected. Mrs. Hannaford asked him to call in Bryanston Square at eleven the next morning. As he approached the house, memories shamed him.
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