The verandah continues around both sides of the house, and vines twine up the verandah posts, dripping pendulous purple flowers in summer, when flowers will also bloom in the garden at the front, forming a riot of color. A low fence surrounds it all.
The marriage is not a love match for Kitty, but she enters it with high hopes of finding security and contentment, and settles, somewhat uneasily, into a domestic lifestyle different to any she has known. She finds the food can be different, too, with roast wallaby often featuring on the menu.
But, despite her intentions of making a success of her marriage, can she forget Rufe, the dashing and charismatic colonial who has stolen her heart? How can she bear to share her marriage bed with the clumsy and self-satisfied William when all the while she wishes it was Rufe loving her?