She loved the furniture, polishing it and becoming almost heart-broken at the slightest scratch.

Any time she knocked into the furniture while cleaning she would stop with a sudden shock as though she had hurt herself.
The chest of drawers was especially dear to her.

She thought it handsome, sturdy and most respectable-looking.

The dream that she hadn't dared to mention was to get a clock and put it right in the middle of the marble top.

It would make a splendid effect.