Loved: the time periods, especially the pre-WWI 1910s and the twenties; Paul and Peter's interactions in chapter three; the leaps in time and character between chapters; and many random passages, like this one of Daphne's that I wish I didn't identify with:

"Hundreds and hundreds of books she'd read, novels, biographies, occasional books about music and art--she could remember nothing about them at all, so that it seemed rather pointless even to say that she had read them; such claims were a thing people set great store by but she hardly supposed they recalled any more than she did. Sometimes a book persisted as a coloured shadow at the edge of sight, as vague and unrecapturable as something seen in the rain from a passing vehicle: looked at directly it vanished altogether. Sometimes there were atmospheres, even the rudiments of a scene: a man in an office looking over Regent's Park, rain in the streets outside--a little blurred etching of a situation she would never, could never, trace back to its source in a novel she had read some time, she thought, in the past thirty years."