Chapter 15

“He can’t take a wife,” said her husband, “out of the Gadarene swine. That would be a _mésalliance_.” “There must be others,” said Belinda. “There are. But they wouldn’t suit Rufus. He buries himself alive, but he doesn’t go rough.” This was most true. When Spenser emerged from his kingdom, he might have stepped out of his Club. Beyond a certain gravity of manner, solitude and simplicity left no mark upon the man. A handsome villa at Biarritz brought the Pomeroys thither twice in the year. When Spenser visited them…