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Over the mantelpiece in the dining-room is an excellent oil painting of Sir Harry Lumsden, who raised the corps. One of the most interesting relics is one leaf of a mahogany table, captured at the siege of Delhi and used in camp on the Ridge; the other two leaves were taken by the 60th Rifles and the 2nd Gurkhas, who lay alongside the Guides at Hindu Rao's house.
She had risen, and was leaning against the mantelpiece, looking sharply down upon her visitor. "That was the beginning of it all. He was ill in the winter in his lodgings." "I never heard of it!" For the first time, there was a touch of something natural and passionate in the voice. Doris looked a little embarrassed. "Your son told me it was pneumonia." "I never heard a word of it!
Djalma made no answer; leaning with his arm on the mantelpiece, he threw dark and piercing glances upon the princess. His involuntary hatred of this woman filled his heart. "Ah, my dear aunt!" resumed Adrienne, in a tone of self-reproach; "have I presumed too much on the goodness of your heart? Have you not even sympathy for vipers? For whom, then, have you any?
As soon as Helbeck was gone he looked carefully furtively round the room. It was the look of the peasant appraising a world not his. A noise made by the wind at one of the old windows disturbed him. He looked up and was caught by a photograph that had been propped against one of the vases of the mantelpiece.
The room was almost dark, but the light that managed to creep in showed a gloomy black mantelpiece, with vases of immortelles, and somber walnut chairs with crocheted tidies that made little white patches here and there in the dusk. Everything smelled of camphor, and from one of the corners came the slow, solemn tick of a clock.
An old clock, inclosed in a sort of monument made of tortoise-shell inlaid with arabesques of ivory, decorated the mantelpiece, the marble shelf of which, with the candlesticks and the mirror in a frame painted in cameo on a gray ground, presented a remarkable harmony of color, tone, and style. The air of the room was redolent of heaven.
He leant back against the mantelpiece with a gesture that plainly said that so far as he was concerned the matter was ended. But it was not so with Doris. She stood before him for several seconds absolutely motionless, all the vivid colour gone from her face, her blue eyes blazing with speechless fury.
However, I am indifferent. The virtue of the violet is its own reward, perhaps, for the rose always wins." He crossed the room toward Mrs. Sydney Bamborough, who was standing near the mantelpiece. Her left hand was hanging idly by her side. He took the white fingers and gallantly raised them to his lips, but before they had reached that fount of truth and wisdom she jerked her hand away.
He tried to send out a message of love, but he was totally unable to do so. Then the little clock in his mantelpiece struck two, which was a miserable hour, sundered so far from dawn.
"What do you call this, sir?" inquired one of the auctioneer, with the manner of a cheeky boy trying to get a rise out of his form-master. "Is it as 'unique' as the others?" "You're as well able to judge as I am," was the guarded reply. "Any one can see for himself it's not modern rubbish." "Make a pretty little ornament for the mantelpiece!" remarked a wag.