Diane suggested to him that he retire early, and he did so agreeably, halfknowing it to be an order. ’ He called through the library door. Let’s go. ” The corners of her lips rose along with her eyebrows. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. He ushered them with an amiable flat hand into a minute apartment with a little gas-stove, a silk crimson-covered sofa, and a bright little table, gay with napery and hot-house flowers. "He is," replied a portly personage, arrayed in a gorgeous yellow brocade dressing-gown, lined with cherry-coloured satin, and having a crimson velvet cap, surmounted by a gold tassel, on his head. I suppose that’s the gist of the whole thing.
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