[A Bicycle of Cathay by Frank R. Stockton]@TWC D-Link bookA Bicycle of Cathay CHAPTER III 24/27
My wife is not strong and she has retired, and if it pleases you I shall be very glad to have you tell me something of your duties and success in Walford.
Or, if you are fatigued, your room is ready for you, and my man will show you to it." I snatched at the relief held out to me.
To sit in the company of that condescending prig, to bore him and to be bored by him, was a doleful grievance I did not wish to inflict upon myself, and I eagerly answered that the day had been a long and hard one, and that I would be glad to go to bed. This was an assertion which was doubly false, for I was not in the least tired or sleepy; and just as I had made the statement and was entering the hall I saw that the young lady was standing at the parlor door; but it was too late now for me to change my mind. "Brownster," said Mr.Putney to his butler, "will you give this gentleman a candle and show him to his room ?" Brownster quietly bowed, and stepping to a table in the corner, on which stood some brass bed-room candlesticks, he lighted one of the candles and stood waiting. The gentleman moved towards his daughter, and then he stopped and turned to me.
"We have breakfast," he said, "at half-past eight But if that is too late for you," he added, with a certain hesitation, "you can have--" At this moment I distinctly saw his daughter punch him with her elbow, and as I had no desire to make an early start, and wished very much to enjoy a good breakfast in Cathay, I quickly declared that I was in no hurry, and that the family breakfast hour would suit me perfectly. The young lady disappeared into the parlor, and I moved towards the butler; but my host, probably thinking that he had not been quite as attentive to me as his station demanded, or wishing to let me see what a fine house he possessed, stepped up to me and asked me to look into the billiard-room, the door of which I was about to pass.
After some remarks of deprecatory ostentation, in which he informed me that in building his house he thought only of comfort and convenience, and nothing of show, he carelessly invited my attention to the drawing-room, the library, the music-room, and the little sitting-room, all of which were furnished with as much stiffness and hardness and inharmonious coloring as money could command. When we had finished the round of these rooms he made me a bow as stiff as one of his white and gold chairs, and I followed the butler up the staircase.
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