"He's _that_ contented!" she would say.

"Any other child would plague your life away, but 'Enery----" It was part of Henry's unusual mind that he wondered at nothing.

He remained in constant expectation, but whatever was to come to him it would not bring surprise with it.

He was in a world where anything might happen.

In all the house his favourite room was the high, thin drawing-room with an old gold mirror at one end of it and a piano muffled in brown holland.