Strange Visitors by Henry J. Horn
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carpeted. The walls were ornamented with paintings and engravings.
An ample arm-chair, which the owner had evidently just vacated, and a table containing books and papers, gave a tone of both comfort and elegance to the room, which was decidedly congenial to my taste. Two great glass doors, reflecting clearly the morning sunbeams, led into a conservatory from whence issued the fragrance I perceived on entering. Among the flowers moved a tall, manly figure. As I entered, the gentleman came forward. "Miss Reef, Mr. Bristed," said my companion, by way of introduction. So this was my employer. As he stood before me, I surveyed him; a well-formed gentleman, above the ordinary height, with pale complexion, set off by dark, penetrative eyes; a shapely head covered with long, heavy masses of straight dark hair. The impression his appearance conveyed to me was that of a person benevolent but apathetic; unhappy without the will or power to shake off his burden. He bade me be seated. "You are young," said he, reflectively. "May I ask your age?" "Seventeen," I replied. "Very young," he reiterated, thoughtfully shaking his head; "however, as you are here, if you wish to remain, Mary will introduce you to your pupil." |
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