Mora Montravers

Mrs Traffle’s posture was now, more and more, certainly, this recumbent sightless stillness; which she appeared to have resorted to at first – after the launching, that is, of her ultimatum to Mr Puddick – as a sign of the intensity with which she awaited results. There had been no results, alas, there were none from week to week; never was the strain of suspense less gratefully crowned; with the drawback, moreover, that they could settle to nothing.