Had got a pair of chimney-corners.
F. Locker: London Lyrics.
The next day, at about six o'clock, just as they had gone upstairs from the studio, Constance Devonshire was announced, and came sailing in, in her smartest attire, and with her most gracious smile on her face.
"I have come to offer my congratulations," she cried, going up to Lucy; "you know, I have always thought little Mr. Jermyn a nice person."
Lucy laughed quietly.
"I am glad you have brought your congratulations in person, Conny. I rather expected you would tell your coachman to leave cards at the door."
Conny turned away her face abruptly.
"What is the good of coming to see such busy people as you have been lately?... And with so much love-making going on at the same time! What does Mrs. Maryon think of it all?"
"Oh, she finds it very tame and hackneyed, I am afraid."