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Updated: May 26, 2025
"Oh, my mother's awfully clever. It's just lovely, too, what she does all in silk and ever so many different colours. She made a piano-cover once, and got fifty pounds for it." "How perfectly splendid!" "But that was only a lucky chance ... that she got that to do. She mostly does children's dresses and cloaks and things like that." "But she's not a dressmaker, is she?" "A dressmaker?
The chairs were pushed into corners as if the wretched bride had tramped the floor in an agony of excitement. Curtains were torn and the piano-cover was hanging half on and half off the open upright, as if she had clutched at it to keep herself from falling. On the floor beneath lay several pieces of broken china, vases of whose value Mrs.
Lydia walked with her usual brisk, even tread, carrying herself with the smooth, elastic bearing and graceful swing of her beautiful body that Ivanov remembered so well. She raised the piano-cover and began playing a dashing bravura that was strikingly out of place in the dismantled room, then she closed the piano-lid with a slam. Aganka entered with the tea on a tray.
In some surprise she replied that she had indeed worked, and then found out that the elder lady meant fancy-work. Thereupon the two went out shopping and bought all the things needful for a piano-cover to be embroidered with roses. In a few days the piano-cover, exquisitely finished, was triumphantly brought for Mrs.
Taking advantage of this distraction of Wilhelm's attention, she rapidly snatched up the photograph he had been examining when she came in, and hid it under the piano-cover. She then opened the piano, seated herself, and gazing passionately over her shoulder at Wilhelm standing behind her, she began playing the Wedding March out of "Midsummer Night's Dream."
I should think they were cousins or habituées of the château, as they each had their embroidery frame and one a little dog. I am haunted by the embroidery frames I am sure I shall end my days in a black cap, bending over a frame making portières or a piano-cover. We breakfasted in a large square dining-room running straight through the house, windows on each side.
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