'"
Marguerite laughed at the amusing look depicted upon Josie's face,
but Helen disconcerted went on. "But what made the scene more
effective was the soft and velvety carpeting of luxuriant grass
growing in the centre of the conservatory--nothing to be seen but
lovely flowers, foliage and verdure."
"Suppose great care must be bestowed upon it," said Marguerite.
"Truly, I could have lingered there for days and not been wearied."
"And in the meantime live upon the effervescence of your beautiful
thoughts," cried Josie, bursting out into a wild ringing laugh.
"You mentioned the blue drawing-room, Helen," said Marguerite,
anxious to prolong the conversation; "is it not very pretty?"
"Pretty is indeed the term suitable for it, Madge. There is no
elegance, but it is sweet and inviting, pretty draperies, pretty
bric-a-brac, and pretty effect.
"Did you notice anything different from other drawing-rooms, Helen,"
queried Madge.
"Yes, I did," replied Helen. "The entire absence of so many silly
knick-knacks oftentimes heaped up in ordinary drawing-rooms. How my
eyes gloated over a few pieces of quaint and rare old china!"
Helen's keen, scrutinizing gaze had taken in the whole situation,
doubtless without any apparent effort; good-breeding was the innate
principle which actuated the speaker's every-day life; and it was
now from a desire to speak in high terms of life in the capital,
that she wished to entertain her companions.
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