“This is superb, indeed!” exclaimed Miss Glossop; “and these pictures, my lord, I presume, are all originals by the very first masters.” “Not all originals,” modestly replied his lordship. “But by the first masters, no doubt,” responded Miss Glossop. To this remark his lordship made no reply. And the young lady, though feeling a great respect for his lordship, was not struck dumb with awe at being in the presence of Lord Spoonbill; but rather on the contrary, her eloquence was rather greater than usual. Then did she launch forth into a very knowing discussion on the subject of painting and drawing, and all that sort of thing. But, as all her information on that head had been derived from a country drawing master, who taught flower and shell painting, not much was said by the young lady which need to be recorded, and indeed nothing that can throw much light on the history of painting, or on the graphic art in general. The saloon opened into the library. Books cannot bear quite so much gold as pictures, but as much as they could decently bear, and perhaps rather more, was lavished on the bindings in Lord Smatterton’s library. Again, the eloquence of Miss Glossop was excited, and literature was her theme. “What an inexhaustible treasure, my lord,” exclaimed the astonished lady, “your lordship must have in so extensive a library!” “Very,” replied his lordship, who had never thought of attempting to exhaust a treasure of this kind. The remarks which Miss Glossop made on books, were no doubt very sensible remarks; for they were for the most part such as had stood the test of ages, and such as had been uttered by tongues innumerable, and assented to by nods as innumerable. Our readers are requested to excuse us if we, for brevity’s sake, take the liberty to omit the judgment which Miss Glossop was pleased to pass on Milton, Shakspeare, Byron, Scott, and Moore, and many others. They will find this judgment elsewhere recorded. The library opened into the music room. This apartment was well filled with musical instruments of various descriptions. There stood at one end a grand pianoforte, and at the other a still grander organ. Now will it be believed that Miss Glossop actually wished to give his lordship proof of her musical talents, not merely by talking on the subject, as she did most fluently, but also by an express display of her own performance! His lordship fancied that he saw symptoms of such a wish, and he gave a suggestion accordingly; observing that in his opinion the horizontal pianoforte was best adapted to large apartments. To this opinion Miss Glossop gave of course an unqualified assent, and in giving this assent approached the instrument as if accidentally. “Perhaps,” said his lordship, “you would like to try the effect of that piano; I believe it is one of very singular power?”