Both ladies wore ringlets at the sides of their faces and little caps of ribbon and lace.
Even within Halcyone's memory, the dining-room had lost some of its adornments.

The Chippendale chairs had gone, and had been replaced by four stout kitchen ones.

The bits of rare china were fewer--but the portrait of the famous Timothy La Sarthe, by Holbein, still frowned from his place of honor above the chimneypiece.

All the La Sarthes had been christened Timothy since that time.
The affair of the governess seemed to be troubling Miss Roberta.

At intervals she had found comfort in these denizens of the outer world, and, free from the stern eye of Sister Ginevra, had been wont to chat with one and another.