'I was penniless. I had not even money to pay my railway fare to any
part of England. There was only one thing for me to do--write to you.
When I rose in the morning it was with the full determination to
write to you at once. I had been told by Mrs. Titwing that Mr. D'Arcy
always breakfasted alone in a little anteroom adjoining his bedroom,
and always breakfasted late. My breakfast, she said, would be
prepared in what she called the little green room. And when I left my
bedroom, dressed in a morning dress that was carefully laid out for
me, I found the housekeeper moving about in the passages. She
conducted me to the little green room. On the walls were two
looking-glasses in old black oak frames carved with knights at tilt
and angels' heads hovering above them. Each frame contained two
circular mirrors surrounded by painted designs telling the story of
the Holy Grail. The room was furnished with quaint sofas and chairs
on which beautiful little old-fashioned designs were painted. She
told me that as I had not named an hour for breakfasting I should
have to wait about twenty minutes.
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