It had always been her palace of delight.
As she paused in the room, she remembered that there was a book Nick had said he wanted out of the library.

This room was a somewhat recent addition to the house and shut away from the rest of the building by a long passage.

She passed from the drawing-room, and made her way thither.
It surprised her a little to find the door standing open, but it was only a passing wonder.

The light that came in through green sun-blinds made her liken it in her own mind to a chamber under the sea.

She went to a book-shelf in a dark corner, and commenced her hunt.
"If you are looking for Farrow's _Treatise on Party Government_," remarked a casual voice behind her, "I've got it here." Olga started violently.