, and so
polished and slippery, that walking upon it was attended with some
danger. Wishing that John Jones, our faithful attendant, who remained
timidly at the doorway, should participate with us in the wonderful
sights we were about to see, I inquired of the housekeeper whether he
might come with us. She replied with a smile that it was not the custom
to admit guides into the apartments, but that he might come, provided he
chose to take off his shoes; adding, that the reason she wished him to
take off his shoes was, an apprehension that if he kept them on he would
injure the floors with their rough nails. She then went to John Jones,
and told him in English that he might attend us, provided he took off his
shoes; poor John, however, only smiled and said "Dim Saesneg!"

"You must speak to him in your native language," said I, "provided you
wish him to understand you--he has no English."

"I am speaking to him in my native language," said the young housekeeper,
with another smile--"and if he has no English, I have no Welsh."

"Then you are English?" said I.

"Yes," she replied, "a native of London."

"Dear me," said I. "Well, it's no bad thing to be English after all; and
as for not speaking Welsh, there are many in Wales who would be glad to
have much less Welsh than they have." I then told John Jones the
condition on which he might attend us, whereupon he took off his shoes
with great glee and attended us, holding them in his hand.

We presently went upstairs, to what the housekeeper told us was the
principal drawing-room, and a noble room it was, hung round with the
portraits of kings and queens, and the mighty of the earth. Here, on
canvas, was noble Mary, the wife of William of Orange, and her consort by
her side, whose part like a true wife she always took. Here was wretched
Mary of Scotland, the murderess of her own lord. Here were the two
Charleses and both the Dukes of Ormond--the great Duke who fought stoutly
in Ireland against Papist and Roundhead; and the Pretender's Duke who
tried to stab his native land, and died a foreign colonel. And here,
amongst other daughters of the house, was the very proud daughter of the
house, the Warwick Dowager who married the Spectator, and led him the
life of a dog. She looked haughty and cold, and not particularly
handsome; but I could not help gazing with a certain degree of interest
and respect on the countenance of the vixen, who served out the gentility
w