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Updated: June 16, 2025
Meanwhile nothing but reserved homage, and a settling of details. "You will let the marriage take place before Lent, won't you?" he said, dropping her hand. And Tamara answered dully. "I will marry you as soon as you wish," and she turned and sat down. He leant on the mantlepiece and looked at her.
In relating her story, Monica moved hither and thither; now playing with objects on the mantlepiece, now standing in the middle of the floor, hands locked nervously behind her.
For an hour or more all in his room was as still as death, and I began to grow very uneasy. Then I heard his feet upon the floor moving about. I heard him walk to his bureau my ears served me for eyes then to the mantlepiece, and then to the window. All was still again for some minutes. My heart beat like a hammer, as one vague suggestion after another floated through my mind.
He entered, kissed wife and child, and sat down with a look first of care and fatigue, and then a proud smile. "Well, Launcelot's elected." A solemn defiance came about his mouth, but on his brow was dejection and distress. "You know, Rose," he said, "that for myself, I don't care." She made no reply. He leaned on the mantlepiece. "My heart bleeds for our people!
They were thus chatting away before the fireplace, Sir Thorn stretched out in an easy-chair, and the count leaning against the mantlepiece, while Daniel had withdrawn into the embrasure of a window which looked upon the court-yard and the garden behind the house. There, his brow pressed against the cool window-panes, he was meditating. He could not understand this wound of M. Elgin's.
On the mantlepiece were white lustres, and a small soapstone Buddha from China, grey, impassive, locked in his renunciation. Besides these, two tablets of translucent stone beautifully clouded with rose and blood, and carved with Chinese symbols; then a litter of mementoes, rock-crystals, and shells and scraps of seaweed. A stranger, entering, felt at a loss.
It is not the skeleton with the dart, or the phantom with the shrouded face, but a tall, beautiful young man, as beautiful as they could get into the cast, at any rate, clothed in simple black, and standing with his back against the mantlepiece, with his hands resting on the hilt of a long, two-handed sword. He is so quiet that you do not see him until some time after the child has seen him.
As yet he had not spoken, for his eyes had gone to the mantlepiece on which he saw that the photograph signed with the name "Charley Wright," did not now stand upright, but had fallen forward on its face so that one could no longer see what it represented. It must have fallen just as he entered the room and this seemed to him an omen, though whether of good or ill, he did not know.
'It is not due to anybody that you should say it standing, said Rollo, wheeling up into convenient position the easiest chair that the room contained. She made him a slight sign of acknowledgement, but yielded only so far as to lay her hand on the chair back. Probably it was pleasant to touch something. Rollo stepped back to the mantlepiece and stood there, but not touching it or anything.
Be sure that the drawing-room is pannelled in white and gray, with old rococo moulding over the doorways and mantlepiece. Behind, through other windows, you look out on the gardens proper. There are places that take one's fancy by some accident of expression, by some mystery of accident.
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