The Mother's Recompense by Edith Wharton

There was something so established and reassuring in the mere look / of Enid Drover's drawing-room that Kate Clephane, waiting there that / afternoon for her sister-in-law to come in, felt a distinct renewal of / confidence.

The house was old Mrs. Clephane's wedding gift to her daughter, and / everything in it had obviously been selected by some one whose first / thought concerning any work of art was to ask if it would chip or fade. / Nothing in the solid and costly drawing-room had chipped or faded; it / had retained something of Enid's invulnerable youthfulness, and, like / herself, had looked as primly old-fashioned in its first bloom as in / its well-kept maturity.