The furniture of the room was of satin-wood, highly polished and painted
with garlands of roses, true-lovers' knots of blue ribbon, dainty
landscapes, ladies and lovers, after the manner of Boucher. The chairs
and sofas were upholstered in brocade, the predominating colours of
which were white, pale yellow, and pale pink. An old-fashioned, square,
semi-grand piano--the case of it in satin-wood and painted like the
rest--stood out into the room. On a spindle-legged table beside it lay a
quantity of music, the printing very black, the pages brown with age.
Close against these was a violin case covered with faded, red velvet,
on which were stamped initials and a crest.
Laurence's eyes dwelt on these things. And then--surely there should be
a harp in the further left-hand corner, the strings of it covered by a
gilded, stamped leather hood? Yes, it was there right enough.--And a
tall escritoire, with a miniature brass balustrade running along the top
of it, should stand at right angles to the chimney-piece, upon which
last, doubled by the looking-glass behind, should be tall azure and gold
_Sèvres_ jars, an Empire clock--the golden face of it set in a ring of
precious garnets--figures in Chelsea china and branched, gold
candlesticks.
Laurence looked for and found these objects, a prey at once to surprise
and to a sense of happy familiarity. He was perfectly acquainted with
this room--but why or how he knew not. He was filled, too, by a singular
sense of expectation. It was to him as though some exquisite presence
had but lately quitted this apartment and might, at any instant, return
to it. He apprehended something tenderly, delectably feminine. The china
ornaments, and many little fanciful silver toys, spoke of a woman's
taste. So did a tambour frame, and an ivory work-box, the lid of it
open, disclosing dainty property of gold thimble, scissors, cottons, and
what not--and a half-finished frill of cobweb-like India muslin, a
little, gold-eyed needle sticking in the mimic hem. On the small table
beside the work-box lay a white vellum-bound copy of the _Vita Nuova_ of
Dante, and the _Introduction to the Devout Life_ of St. Francis de
Sales.
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