Excerpt from The Carlyles a Story of the Fall of the Confederacy She found no one in the dining-room, opening upon a brick-walled garden full of blooming flowers. The mahogany furniture, frowning in shadow or twinkling in sunlight; the walls covered with dim portraits in oil and St. Memin prints of people who rather bored her because, in her father's estimation, no one ever seemed of consequence who had not worn a long busk or a tie-wig; the table set for two with china, silver, and damask that knew not stain or speck - all received a passing glance. Everything was in the order exacted by her fastidious sire. A glance at the clock showed a few moments before he would be down. She improved them by running out into the garden. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.