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The great gong clashed and clattered in the hall, and reverberated through the mansion in Park Lane, where Samuel Weiss had elected to take up his abode. It was fortunate for a girl so cultured and tasteful as Iza that Weiss had taken the furnished house from a noble lord who could not afford to live in it himself. By the irony of fate, the owner of the mansion had lost most of his money in the very speculations in which Weiss was believed to have found his fortune. At any rate, the house was a museum of artistic and beautiful things, and not even the presence of Samuel Weiss could defile it.
Iza came slowly down the stairs, a dazzling vision in the white she always affected. No single ornament broke the severity of her attire, her face had lost its animation again, and she was once more the cold statuesque creature which the world knew.