The Rosery Folk
The Rosery Folk
A Country Tale
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at every corner of which was some large jardiniere full of flowers, and up the broad staircase to the guest-chamber, flowers being in the window even here; while the floors were covered with the softest carpets and rugs, and pictures and engravings of no little merit covered the walls.
"You have a magnificent place here, James," said the visitor, with a sigh.
"Nonsense, man. Half the beauty is Nature's own doing, aided by your humble servant, Kitty, old John Monnick, and a couple of labourers. Why, I pay less for this pretty Elizabethan cottage than I should for some brick dungeon in a West-end square. Less? Why, I don't pay half. Now, I'm going to unfig."
He nodded pleasantly at his guest, and left him alone, when a scowl came over Prayle's face, and glancing round at the well-furnished room, with its bright fittings and charming flowers in window and vase, he said in a low and bitter voice: "Why should this weak boor be rolling in wealth, while I have to pinch and spare and con
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