Explore "The Forsyte Saga, Part 1: The Man of Property" by John Galsworthy on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
Two lines of a certain song in a certain famous old school's songbook run as follows: 'How the buttons on his blue frock shone, tra-la-la! How he carolled and he sang, like a bird!.'
Swithin did not exactly carol and sing like a bird, but he felt almost like endeavouring to hum a tune, as he stepped out of Hyde Park Mansions, and contemplated his horses drawn up before the door.