use was to be
reopened and Black Strand reserved now for week-end and summer use--with
plans already drawn out for four residential Hostels in London primarily
for the girl waitresses of the International Stores who might have no
homes or homes at an inconvenient distance, and, secondarily, if any
vacant accommodation remained over, for any other employed young women
of the same class....

Sec.2

Lady Harman came back to England from the pine-woods and bright order
and regimen and foreign novelty of their Bohemian Kur-Ort, in a state of
renewed perplexity. Already that undocumented Magna Charta was
manifestly not working upon the lines she had anticipated. The glosses
Sir Isaac put upon it were extensive and remarkable and invariably in
the direction of restricting her liberties and resuming controls she had
supposed abandoned.

Marienbad had done wonders for him; his slight limp had disappeared, his
nervous energy was all restored; except for a certain increase in his
natural irritability and occasional panting fits, he seemed as well as
he had ever been. At the end of their time at the Kur he was even going
for walks. Once he went halfway up the Podhorn on foot. And with every
increment in his strength his aggressiveness increased, his recognition
of her new freedoms was less cordial and her sense of contrition and
responsibility diminished. Moreover, as the scheme of those Hostels,
which had played so large a part in her conception of their
reconciliation, grew more and more definite, she perceived more and more
that it was not certainly that fine and humanizing thing she had
presumed it would be. She began to feel more and more that it might be
merely an extension of Harman methods to cheap boarding-houses for young
people. But faced with a mass of detailed concrete projects and invited
to suggest modifications she was able to realize for the first time how
vague, how ignorant and incompetent her wishes had been, how much she
had to understand and how much she had to discover before she could meet
Sir Isaac with his "I'm doing it all for you, Elly. If you don't like
it, you tell me what you don't like and I'll alter it. But just vague
doubting! One can't do anything with vague doubting."

She felt that once back in England out of this picturesque toylike
German world she would be able to grasp realities again and deal with
these things. She wanted advice, she wanted to hear what people said of
her ideas. She