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'I shall put them into a large album, and carry them with me in my campaigns; and may I ask, now I have an opportunity, that you would extend your permission to copy a little further, and let me photograph one other painting that hangs in the castle, to fittingly complete my set? 'Which? 'That half-length of a lady which hangs in the morning-room. I remember seeing it in the Academy last year.
She was quite struck by the likeness! That room was the very shape and size of the morning-room at Maple Grove; her sister's favourite room." Mr. Elton was appealed to. "Was not it astonishingly like? She could really almost fancy herself at Maple Grove." "And the staircase You know, as I came in, I observed how very like the staircase was; placed exactly in the same part of the house.
And, when I visited the garden we had known together, the shady path beneath the larches; saw, indeed, the very chairs that she and I had used, the framed portrait in the morning-room, the harp itself, now set with its limp and broken strings in my own chamber I was unaware of any ghostly thrill; least of all could I feel that "somebody was pleased."
Gregory Vigil turned, and screwed up his humorous lips, and, except that he was completely lacking in embonpoint, he had a certain resemblance to this bird, which is supposed to be peculiarly British. He asked for Mrs. Pendyce in a high, light voice, very pleasant to the ear, and was at once shown to the white morning-room.
"I have no more to say, Mr. Delamayn." With that reply she turned her back on him, and closed the door of the morning-room between them. Geoffrey descended the house steps and lit his pipe. He was not at the slightest loss, on this occasion, to account for what had happened.
With mingled feelings of apprehension and elation he ushered them into the morning-room where Trent was standing looking out of the window with his hands behind him. At their entrance he did not at once turn round. Mr. Da Souza coughed apologetically. "Here we are, my friend," he remarked. "The ladies are anxious to wish you good morning." Trent faced them with a sudden gesture of impatience.
Her cousin, Cassandra Otway, for example, had a very fine taste in music, and he had charming recollections of her in a light fantastic attitude, playing the flute in the morning-room at Stogdon House. He recalled with pleasure the amusing way in which her nose, long like all the Otway noses, seemed to extend itself into the flute, as if she were some inimitably graceful species of musical mole.
Accordingly John drove his smallest daughter over to Wigfield House, setting her down rosy and smiling from her wraps, and sending her to the ladies, while he went up to Brandon's peculiar domain to talk over some business with him. They went down into the morning-room together, and Emily rose to meet John.
Sabin's manner changed as though by magic. He was at once alert and vigorous. "My dear Passmore," he said, "come to the table. We shall want those Continental time-tables and the London A.B.C. You will have to take a journey to-night." The two women were alone in the morning-room of Lady Carey's house in Pont Street.
Enderby looked admiringly at her husband. "You are right," she said; "and I will try to carry out your plan. It will add greatly to my cares, for I fear Hetty's will be a difficult nature to deal with, especially when she finds herself in so uncertain a position in our house." The next day Mrs. Enderby drove over to Amber Hill and desired Mrs. Benson to send Hetty to her in the morning-room.
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