#solidity

No Forsyte has given a dinner without providing a saddle of mutton. There is something in its succulent solidity which makes it suitable to people 'of a certain position'. It is nourishing and tasty; the sort of thing a man remembers eating. It has a past and a future, like a deposit paid into a bank; and it is something that can be argued about.

Someone is leaving and all you can capture of them before they go is the way in which their presence altered the light - what we do when we take a photograph. She was bound by time and place and had to endure separation - but she wanted him still to appear, even when he wasn't there.