There had been nothing eventful in her life so far. The birth of Rainbows in Springtide had been the first interruption to the calm tenor of a London home, broken only by visits to Wales or Ramsgate, or the rarer treat of Paris. There was as little in the way of incident in the period — all too short — that followed. An introduction to Mr. Strahan gained for her admis sion to the magazines which issued from his house.