How to Fake It in Society

Two days later, Titus sat at his writing desk. There was another letter from Henry, so he was contemplating his walls rather than open it.

He had feared the Thorpes might object to the removal of the old mistress’s paintings, largely her own work along with some uninspired watercolours of London vistas, but in fact Mrs. Thorpe had assisted in taking them down and removing boxes full of vases, china ornaments, and faded lace while she was at it.

Perhaps Alma had got tired of dusting it all.

In any case, Miss Whitecross’s multitude of things had gone, replaced so far by Titus’s few framed paintings, with plenty of space for the remainder of his collection once it was all framed in its turn.