"I believe, curiously enough, that he spends most of his spare time at the British Museum." Lady Mary's lip quivered with laughter in the midst of her very real distress and mortification.
But the argument appeared to the canon a most suitable one, and he was further encouraged by Peter's reception of it.
"If my guardian approves, I suppose it's all right," said the young man, with an effort.

"My father left all that sort of thing in his hands, I understand, and he knew what he was doing.

I say, where's that great vase of wax flowers that used to stand on the centre table under a glass shade ?" "Darling," said Lady Mary, "it jarred so with the whole scheme of decoration." "I am taking care of that in my room, Peter," said Miss Crewys.
"And the stuffed birds, and the weasels, and the ferrets that I was so fond of when I was a little chap.

You don't mean to say you've done away with those too ?" cried Peter, wrathfully.
"They--they are in the gun-room," said Lady Mary.

"It seemed such a--such--an appropriate place for them." "I believe," said the canon, nervously, "that stuffing is no longer considered decorative.