"
Lionel had been looking round, somewhat puzzled. "Decima! was not this
Lucy's room?"
"Lucy proposed to give it up to you," said Decima. "It is the largest
room we have; the only one that has a dressing-room opening from it,
except mamma's. Lucy has gone to the small room at the end of the
corridor."
"But it is not right for us to turn out Lucy," debated Lionel. "I do not
like the idea of it."
"It was Lucy herself who first thought of it, Lionel. I am sure she is
glad to do anything she can to render you and Mrs. Verner comfortable.
She has been quite anxious to make it look nice, and moved nearly all
the things herself."
"It does look comfortable," acquiesced Lionel as he stood before the
blaze of the fire, feeling grateful to Decima, to his mother, to Lucy,
to all of them. "Sibylla, this is one of your fires; yea like a blaze."
"And Catherine will wait upon you, Mrs. Verner," continued Decima. "She
understands it. She waited on mamma for two years before Therese came.
Should you require your hair done, Therese will do that; mamma thinks
Catherine would not make any hand at it.
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