Dangerous Ages by Rose Macaulay

Windover too was illumined. She could watch almost calmly Neville talking to Grandmama, wheeling her round the garden to look at the borders, for Grandmama was a great gardener.

Then Jim came down for a weekend, and it was as if the sun had risen on Surrey. He sat with Mrs. Hilary in the arbour. She told him about Dr. Evans and the other psychoanalyst doctor at St. Mary's Bay. He frowned over Dr. Evans, who lived in the same street as he did.