Dicky, who wore no overcoat, presented his nether boy to the fire, while he gazed at the portraits with a frown. He thought them extremely plain.
A servant came from some hidden door, took his master's coat and hat and received an order in which such inspiring words as "cakes, or chocolates, or dessert of any kind," gave the earnest of things hoped for.
"And, Charles," Mr. French concluded, "tell Marble to bring the things as quickly as he can to the library, with a good supply of grapes."
Dicky smiled a slow smile.
He could even allow his mind to wander to other things, now that his refreshment was drawing nigh.
"I say, Mr. French, who is that old cove over the door, with a frill on his shirt and a ribbon to his eyeglass? He is nearly as ugly as brother Simeon.
"
Stephen felt genuine alarm; he was unused to children.
"That," he said, "is my great-grandfather. I don't think he is much like your brother-in-law, I must confess.
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