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Updated: May 17, 2025
They were sitting in the window again, in the two Chippendale arm-chairs, the General devouring every line of his grandson's face, with strange spasms crossing his own. "You must love your aunt very much, Jackanapes?" "I do, sir," said Jackanapes warmly. "And whom do you love next best to your aunt?"
All she knew was that with her beautiful and queenly head bowed on the arm of her Japanese silk morning gown, as its loose sleeves lay along the edge of the Chippendale table, she was crying like a child. Crying bitterly; and yet in a kind of new, strange joy.
A friend of mine was recommended a sideboard the other day as not being a Chippendale, but as 'having a Chippendale feeling in it.
In short, it was the last word of music-stools; nothing could possibly be newer. But Cheswardine did not like it, and did not conceal his opinion. He argued that it would not 'go' with the Chippendale furniture, and Vera said that all beautiful things 'went' together, and Cheswardine admitted that they did, rather dryly.
The Duke stood for a while staring thoughtfully at the door through which Sonia had passed, a faint smile playing round his lips. He crossed the hall to the Chippendale bureau, took a cigarette from a box which stood on the ledge of it, beside the morocco case which held the pendant, lighted it, and went slowly out on to the terrace.
We dreamt, sitting on those egg-boxes for we were young ladies and gentlemen with artistic taste of the days when we would eat in Chippendale dining-rooms; sip our coffee in Louis Quatorze drawing-rooms; and be happy. Well, we have got on, some of us, since then, as Mr.
She looked again at the clock and then, with sudden decision, went into the other room and began to undress. From a drawer in the Chippendale chest which he had bought her, she brought forth a new nightdress, in-let with dainty openwork, which a few days before she had purchased. This she put on. Then she went to the mirror, scrutinizing herself in its polished reflection. Her hair was untidy.
This Windsor chair; and I thought I saw a Chippendale buffet in the dining-room." Marise, immobile in her chair, repeated, "It wasn't Lowder. You didn't say it was Lowder." "Yes, it was Lowder," said Eugenia clearly. "And now you speak of it once more, I remember one more thing about their talk although I didn't try to understand much of it. It was all connected with the Powers family.
"Eleven to two against Mango," called out a little humpbacked man in a shrill voice, but with the air of one who was master of his work. "I should like to do a little business with you, Mr Chippendale," said Lord Milford in a coaxing tone, "but I must have six to one."
The mother remembers that awful day, I expect." "No doubt," said Cheiron; "and who is the 'Long Man' you spoke of as having instigated this outrage?" "He is the man of business, he was the bailiff once, but is a house agent now in Applewood. And whenever he comes something has to go we all dread it. Last Michaelmas it was the Chippendale dining-room chairs "
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