'Why aren't they where I could see them the first thing?'
'I understood the orders were they were always to be on the breakfast-table, sir.'
'Breakfast-table! When there isn't any breakfast?'
'I understood——'
'I'm not interested in what you understood.'
Lucy here nervously interrupted, for Everard sounded suddenly very angry, by exclaiming, 'Antlers!' and waving her unpinned-down arm in the direction of the——
'Yes,' said Wemyss, his attention called off the parlourmaid, gazing up at his walls with pride.
'What a lot,' said Lucy.
'Aren't there. I always said I'd have a hall with antlers in it, and I've got it.' He hugged her close to his side. 'And I've got you too,' he said. 'I always get what I'm determined to get.'
'Did you shoot them all yourself?' asked Lucy, thinking the parlourmaid would take the opportunity to disappear, and a little surprised that she continued to stand there.