What did he think?
How did he like it?
Wasn't it a room to be proud of?
She knew it would do his kind heart good to see such splendours! Let him sit down--after selecting his chair--and take it all in whilst she got some tea.

No wonder it took away his breath! She herself had hardly yet done gazing in mute ecstasy.
"It's been such a feast for my eyes, Mr.Piers, that I've scarcely wanted to put a bit in my mouth since the room was finished!" When Alexander arrived, he greeted his brother as though with rapturous congratulation; one would have thought some great good fortune had befallen the younger man.
"Biddy!" he shouted, "I've a grand idea! We'll celebrate the occasion with a dinner out; we'll go to a restaurant.

Hanged if you shall have the trouble of cooking on such a day as this! Get ready; make yourself beautiful--though you're always that.

We'll dine early, as Piers has to leave us at nine o'clock." Outcries and gesticulations confirmed the happy thought.

Tea over, Piers was dismissed to the bedroom (very bare and uncomfortable, this) to don his evening suit, and by six o'clock the trio set forth.