"But the General, when he comes back," insinuated Mrs. Sinnott.
"Of course, he shall have it. I'll remove then; but in the meantime, liking these rooms, from old remembrances, best of any, I will occupy them, Beatrix; this as a dressing-room, and the apartment there as bed-room. I hope I don't give you a great deal of trouble," added Lady Alice, addressing the housekeeper, with an air that plainly said that she did not care a pin whether she did or not.
So this point was settled, and Lady Alice sent for her maid and her boxes; and rising, she approached the door of the green chamber, and pointing to it, said to Beatrix—
"And so Lady Jane has this room. Do you like her, Beatrix?"
"I can't say I know her, grandmamma."
"No, I dare say not. It is a large room—too large for my notion of a cheerful bed-room."
The old lady drew near, and knocked.
"She's not there?"
"No, she's in the terrace-garden."
Lady Alice pushed the door open, and looked in.