CHAPTER XXIV.
They entered a moderate-sized apartment--indeed, Holywell Street is not above a hundred yards long, and this chamber was not more than half that length--it was fitted up with the simple taste of its owner.
The carpet was of white velvet--( laid over several webs of Aubusson, Ispahan, and Axminster, so that your foot gave no more sound as it trod upon the yielding plain than the shadow did which followed you)--of white velvet, painted with flowers, arabesques, and classic figures, by Sir William Ross, J.M.

W.Turner, R.A., Mrs.Mee, and Paul Delaroche.
The edges were wrought with seed-pearls, and fringed with Valenciennes lace and bullion.

The walls were hung with cloth of silver, embroidered with gold figures, over which were worked pomegranates, polyanthuses, and passion-flowers, in ruby, amethyst, and smaragd.

The drops of dew which the artificer had sprinkled on the flowers were diamonds.

The hangings were overhung by pictures yet more costly.