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VI
M’Y departure was imminent. On the eve of my
leaving I invited the Baron and his Avife to a bachelor’s
dinner in my attic. To hide the meanness of the furni-
ture, my little home was wearing its Sunday clothes, and
had the appearance of a sacred temple. My damaged
wicker sofa was pushed against the Avail between the two
window recesses, one of which was filled by my writing-
table and the improvised garden, the other by my book-
shelves ; an imitation tiger-skin was thrown over it, and
held in its place by invisible tacks.
The left was taken up by my large bed-sofa, with its
gaudy tick cover. Above it, on the side Avail, hung a
vividly-coloured map of the world. On the right-hand
side stood my chest of draAvers with its swing glass, both
in the Empire style and decorated with brass ornaments ;
a wardrobe with a bust of plaster of Paris and a Avash-
stand, for the moment banished behind the window cur-
tains, completed the furniture. The walls, with their
decorations of framed sketches, made a gay and varied
show.
A china chandelier, of the shape which is occasionally
met with in churches and which I had discovered at an
antiquary’s, Avas suspended from the ceiling. The cracks
were skilfully concealed by a wreath of artificial ivy which
I had found some little time ago at my sister’s. Beneath
the three-armed chandelier stood the dining-table. A
basket filled with Bengal roses, which glowed red among
the dark foliage, was placed on the Avhite damask table-
cloth, and the roses, reaching up to and mingling Avith
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