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The
retinue
of
servants
here
are
what
is
vulgarly
called
'
on
the
job
'
;
their
payment
is
agreed
upon
,
and
they
know
their
duties
thoroughly
--
they
will
give
you
no
trouble
.
"
I
could
scarcely
find
words
to
express
my
unbounded
satisfaction
,
or
to
thank
him
for
the
admirable
taste
with
which
the
beautiful
house
had
been
adorned
.
I
wandered
about
in
an
ecstasy
of
admiration
,
triumphing
in
such
a
visible
and
gorgeous
display
of
what
great
wealth
could
really
do
.
The
ball-room
had
been
transformed
into
an
elegant
bijou
theatre
,
the
stage
being
concealed
by
a
curtain
of
thick
gold-coloured
silk
on
which
the
oft-quoted
lines
of
Shakespeare
were
embroidered
in
raised
letters
--
"
All
the
world
's
a
stage
,
And
all
the
men
and
women
merely
players
.
"
Turning
out
of
this
into
the
drawing-room
,
I
found
it
decorated
entirely
round
with
banks
of
roses
,
red
and
white
,
the
flowers
forming
a
huge
pyramid
at
one
end
of
the
apartment
,
behind
which
,
as
Lucio
informed
me
,
unseen
musicians
would
discourse
sweet
harmony
.
"
I
have
arranged
for
a
few
'
tableaux
vivants
'
in
the
theatre
to
fill
up
a
gap
of
time
;
"
--
he
said
carelessly
--
"
Fashionable
folks
now-a-days
get
so
soon
tired
of
one
amusement
that
it
is
necessary
to
provide
several
in
order
to
distract
the
brains
that
can
not
think
,
or
discover
any
means
of
entertainment
in
themselves
.
As
a
matter
of
fact
,
people
can
not
even
converse
long
together
because
they
have
nothing
to
say
.
Oh
,
do
n't
bother
to
go
out
in
the
grounds
on
a
tour
of
inspection
just
now
--
leave
a
few
surprises
for
yourself
as
well
as
for
your
company
to-morrow
.
Come
and
have
dinner
!
"
He
put
his
arm
through
mine
and
we
entered
the
dining-room
.
Here
the
table
was
laid
out
with
costly
fruit
,
flowers
and
delicacies
of
every
description
--
four
men-servants
in
scarlet
and
gold
stood
silently
in
waiting
,
with
Amiel
,
in
black
as
usual
,
behind
his
master
's
chair
.
We
enjoyed
a
sumptuous
repast
served
to
perfection
,
and
when
it
was
finished
,
we
strolled
out
in
the
grounds
to
smoke
and
talk
.
"
You
seem
to
do
everything
by
magic
,
Lucio
;
"
--
I
said
,
looking
at
him
wonderingly
--
"
All
these
lavish
decorations
--
these
servants
--
"
"
Money
,
my
dear
fellow
--
nothing
but
money
"
--
he
interrupted
with
a
laugh
--
"
Money
,
the
devil
's
pass-key
!
you
can
have
the
retinue
of
a
king
without
any
of
a
king
's
responsibilities
,
if
you
only
choose
to
pay
for
it
.
It
is
merely
a
question
of
cost
.
"
