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She had
plenty of clear, good common sense,--she saw no reason why she should
waste her husband's wealth simply because it was abundant,--so that
under her mild sway, Sir Philip found himself getting richer without any
trouble on his own part. His house assumed an air of lighter and more
tasteful elegance,--flowers, always arranged by Thelma herself, adorned
the rooms,--birds filled the great conservatory with their delicious
warblings, and gradually that strange fairy sweet fabric known as "Home"
rose smilingly around him. Formerly he had much disliked his stately
town mansion--he had thought it dull and cold--almost gloomy,--but now
he considered it charming, and wondered he had missed so many of its
good points before.
And when the evening for Lady Winsleigh's "crush" came,--he looked
regretfully round the lovely luxurious drawing-room with its bright
fire, deep easy chairs, books, and grand piano, and wished he and his
wife could remain at home in peace. He glanced at his watch--it was ten
o'clock.


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