The red glow of it was over the whole room, and the frost on the windows was melting.
Curtains of a soft blue-and-white stuff, said to have been brought from overseas, hung at Dorothy's windows and between the high posts of her bed.

She had also her little rocking-chair and footstool frilled and cushioned with it.

There was a fine white matting on her floor, and a thick rug with a basket of flowers wrought on it beside her bed.

The high white panel-work around Dorothy's mantel was carved with curving garlands and festoons of ribbon and flowers, and on the shelf stood tall china vases and bright candlesticks.

Dorothy's dressing-table had a petticoat of finest dimity, trimmed with tiny tassels.