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A PRESENT FROM UNCLE ISAAC 87
The cow-barn was under the rule of a Swiss
who was almost as cross as Carlstrom. He
always said that the cows ought to be sleeping;
so Johnny Blossom got the idea that the cows
at Kingthorpe never did anything but lie and
sleep.
Inside the big fine house there couldn’t be
any fun either. Only those stately halls and
magnificent rooms, one after another, with
handsome furniture upholstered in silk damask, with
great gold-framed mirrors, but with the shades
always drawn down. The rooms were so
immense that every footstep echoed in them.
And oh! how careful one had to be for the sake
of that miserable china that Uncle Isaac had
collected so much of. In the cabinets it was no
trouble, but when it stood on tiny little tables,
Johnny Blossom did not like it at all. He
scarcely dared to breathe when he went
anywhere near the tables lest he should knock
something off. Uncle Isaac had once shown him
all the china and explained how old and rare
and precious it was.
"This cup Marie Antoinette drank from, and
this vase belonged to the Bonapartes. This
flagon is from an English royal palace of the
sixteenth century."
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