Midas and Son (Classic Reprint) - Tapa blanda

Excerpt from Midas and Son

The footman touched his cap and withdrew, to return a moment later with a muscular, professionally cheerful male attendant pulling a bathchair. Towering over his shoulder, Sir Aylmer laboriously climbed down from the car and lowered himself heavily into the chair, which creaked and sank under his weight. Unobserved by him, the two servants exchanged humorously rueful glances their master's periodical visits to the gardens were con ducted in the spirit of a captain's Sunday inspection of his ship; an unswept leaf on the close-cropped lawns, a weed squeezing its way through the tightly-packed red gravel were signals for a kindling eye, for deepened furrows from nose to mouth, for a rolling thunder of rebuke. His mood was not likely to be made less critical by his son's fast approaching return.

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Excerpt from Midas and Son

As Sir Aylmer Lancing's car wound between the high banks of rhododendrons which skirted the two-mile drive to Ripley Court, he leaned forward critically to catch a glimpse of the preparations for his son's return to England. For two years all but the south-east wing of the great Elizabethan house had been closed; he had been wheeled from his bedroom on the ground floor to the study, es-tate-room or office, thence to the dining-room and back again to bed without the strength or wish once to penetrate the sound-proof double doors which divided and screened him from the panelled central hall and the far south-western wing where his son's library and music-room were situated. In two years the twelve-foot front door, surmounted by the Stornaway arms, had never been publicly opened; Sir Aylmer and the vicarious philanthropists who were his only visitors came and went by the side entrance leading to the Chapel.

To-day every blind was up, every window shone in the treacherous February sunlight, and the front door was unbarred and open.

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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.