I look upon myself as
Morty's partner, not as his subject. We have never disputed over anything
yet, but of course as time goes on I shall wish to do many things whether
he happens to like it or not. Possibly without consulting him."
"You've had time to think these past three months for the first time in
your life," said Gora shrewdly. "Here we are. I hope you don't hate stairs.
I do when I come home dog-tired, but somehow I can't give up the old
place....And I've lit the candles in your honor."
II
"Oh, but it is pretty! Charming!"
Thought Gora: "I do hope she's not going to be gracious. I've never liked
her so well before."
But Alexina was too excited to have a firm grip on the Ballinger-Groome
tradition. She had had an adventure, an uncommon one, in a far from
respectable night district; she had done something that would cause the
impeccable Mortimer the acutest anguish if he knew of it; and she had
caught sight immediately of Gathbroke's picture framed and enthroned on the
mantelpiece.
She walked about the room admiring the hangings and prints, the old Chinese
lanterns that held the candles.
"I am going to refurnish our lower rooms," she said. "If you have time do
help me. Heavens! I wish I could work off some of that old furniture on
you. I like the Italian pieces well enough, but there are too many of them.
That rather low Florentine cabinet in the back parlor would just fit in
this corner.
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