We need n't be ashamed of such a great-grandmother as that.

If she was really such a beautiful woman, it accounts for the good looks of some of us.

Where is Mr.What 's-his-name, the young sculptor?
Why is n't he here to be complimented ?" Christina had remained but for a moment in the chair which Rowland had placed for her, had given but a cursory glance at the statues, and then, leaving her place, had begun to wander round the room--looking at herself in the mirror, touching the ornaments and curiosities, glancing at the books and prints.

Rowland's sitting-room was encumbered with bric-a-brac, and she found plenty of occupation.

Rowland presently joined her, and pointed out some of the objects he most valued.
"It 's an odd jumble," she said frankly.