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A Lady of Quality | Frances Hodgson Burnett | |
Which treats of the obsequies of my Lord of Dunstanwolde, of his lady's widowhood, and of her return to town |
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During her stay at her father's house she did much to make it a more suitable abode for her, ordering down from London furnishings and workmen to set her own apartments and Anne's in order. But she would not occupy the rooms she had lived in heretofore. For some reason it seemed to be her whim to have begun to have an enmity for them. The first day she entered them with Anne she stopped upon the threshold. "I will not stay here," she said. "I never loved the rooms--and now I hate them. It seems to me it was another woman who lived in them- -in another world. 'Tis so long ago that 'tis ghostly. Make ready the old red chambers for me," to her woman; "I will live there. They have been long closed, and are worm-eaten and mouldy perchance; but a great fire will warm them. And I will have furnishings from London to make them fit for habitation." The next day it seemed for a brief space as if she would have changed even from the red chambers. "I did not know," she said, turning with a sudden movement from a side window, "that one might see the old rose garden from here. I would not have taken the room had I guessed it. It is too dreary a wilderness, with its tangle of briars and its broken sun-dial." "You cannot see the dial from here," said Anne, coming towards her with a strange paleness and haste. "One cannot see WITHIN the garden from any window, surely." "Nay," said Clorinda; "'tis not near enough, and the hedges are too high; but one knows 'tis there, and 'tis tiresome." |
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