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Under the influence of the new arrival it was not at all strange that many changes were wrought in the domestic life at Cobden Manor.
My lady was a sensuous creature, loving color and flowers and the dainty appointments of life as much in the surroundings of her home as in the adornment of her person, and it was not many weeks before the old-fashioned sitting-room had been transformed into a French boudoir. In this metamorphosis she had used but few pieces of new furniture -- one or two, perhaps, that she had picked up in the village, as well as some bits of mahogany and brass that she loved -- but had depended almost entirely upon the rearrangement of the heirlooms of the family.