"He liked flowers--nonsense! 'What do they bring in ?' says my wife.

You saw inside there how an artist came from Paris to paint flowers in fresco in the corridor.

He put those enormous mirrors everywhere.

The ceilings were all re-made with cornices which cost six francs a foot.

The dining-room floor is in marquetry--perfect folly! The house won't sell for a penny the more." "Well, nephew, buy it for me: let me know what you do about it; here's my address.