ve green
cushons to match the footman and the horses had green bridles and bows
on their manes and tails. They got gingerly in. Will he bring our
luggage asked Ethel nervously.

I expect so said Mr Salteena lighting a very long cigar.

Do we tip him asked Ethel quietly.

Well no I dont think so not yet we had better just thank him
perlitely.

Just then the footman staggered out with the bagage. Ethel bowed
gracefully over the door of the cariage and Mr S. waved his [Pg 31] hand
as each bit of luggage was hoisted up to make sure it was all there.
Then he said thankyou my good fellow very politely. Not at all sir said
the footman and touching his cocked hat he jumped actively to the box.

I was right not to tip him whispered Mr Salteena the thing to do is to
leave 2/6 on your dressing table when your stay is over.

Does he find it asked Ethel who did not really know at all how to go
on at a visit. I beleeve so replied Mr Salteena anyhow it is quite the
custom and we cant help it if he does not. Now my dear what do you
think of the sceenery

Very nice said Ethel gazing at the rich fur rug on her knees. Just
then the cariage rolled into a beautifull drive with tall trees and
big red flowers growing amid shiny dark leaves. Presently the haughty
coachman pulled up with a great clatter at a huge front door with tall
pillers each side a big iron bell and two very clean scrapers. The
doors flung open as if by majic causing [Pg 32] Ethel to jump and a portly
butler appeared on the scene with a very shiny shirt front and a huge
pale face. Welcome sir he exclaimed good naturedly as Mr Salteena
alighted rarther quickly from the viacle and please to step inside.

Mr Salteena stepped in as bid followed by Ethel. The footman again
struggled with the luggage and the butler Francis Minnit by name
kindly lent a hand. The hall was very big and hung round with guns and
mate and ancesters giving it a gloomy but a grand air. The butler then
showed them down a winding corridoor till he came to a door which he
flung open shouting Mr Salteena and a lady sir.

A tall man of 29 rose from the sofa. He was rarther bent in the middle
with very nice long legs fairish hair and blue eyes. Hullo Alf old boy
he cried so you have got here all safe and no limbs broken.

None thankyou Bernard replied Mr Salteena shaking hands and let me
introduce [Pg 33] Miss Monticue she is very pleased to come for this
visit. Oh yes gasped Ethel blushing throug