The Lady of Lyon House
“The skies turned leaden and gray, and the rain came continuously. It did not fall heavily, just constantly, pattering on the roofs, splashing on the terrace, wet and nasty. The gardens were a sodden mass, all black and gray and muddy brown. The wind tore at the shrubbery, stripping away leaves that pasted themselves on the wet pavement. Lyon House seemed to be isolated from the rest of the world, and it was a grim, depressing place. The gray skies seemed to have cloaked everything below, draini...ng away all color, and the house was bleak and chilly.
Corinne had stayed closed up in her room ever since the doctor’s call, even having her meals sent up. Edward was in London, and Agatha, too, remained in her room. Molly had had a quarrel with Bertie after the fair. Even her merry spirits seemed to have been dampened by the rain, and her vivacious chatter had ceased. I felt trapped, cut off, and the house was completely silent, only the monotonous patter of rain making its music as it fell.
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Corinne had stayed closed up in her room ever since the doctor’s call, even having her meals sent up. Edward was in London, and Agatha, too, remained in her room. Molly had had a quarrel with Bertie after the fair. Even her merry spirits seemed to have been dampened by the rain, and her vivacious chatter had ceased. I felt trapped, cut off, and the house was completely silent, only the monotonous patter of rain making its music as it fell.
I tried to read.MoreLess
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