He had only been at the house once before, and he did not know it at all.

The dining room with its Gobelin tapestry, its sideboard and its plate filled him with astonishment.

He opened the doors familiarly and visited the drawing room and the winter garden, returning thence into the hall.

This overwhelming luxury, this gilded furniture, these silks and velvets, gradually filled him with such a feeling of admiration that it set his heart beating.

When Zoe came down to fetch him she offered to show him the other rooms, the dressing room, that is to say, and the bedroom.