The doleful procession at once assumed a festive character. There were neither texts nor rubbish on the walls, but only a stirring version of Belshazzar’s feast, a steel engraving in the early Victorian manner that had some satisfactory blacks. ’ ‘Bravo,’ applauded Lucilla, clapping her hands.
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