Feuilly doesn't dare to look at anyone as they pass through the hall, for fear of catching someone's gaze and inviting comment, though he makes himself look at the windows and tapestries now and then, like anyone passing through a grand room in an unfamiliar place might. For once he's glad to be in the narrow break-neck staircase.
The dogs aren't. Well, Lady meets the adventure with good cheer. Hector groans every few steps and casts a reproachful eye at his people. Why have they betrayed a respectable old lymer into walking up all these stairs?
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Date: 2015-07-22 12:12 pm (UTC)Feuilly doesn't dare to look at anyone as they pass through the hall, for fear of catching someone's gaze and inviting comment, though he makes himself look at the windows and tapestries now and then, like anyone passing through a grand room in an unfamiliar place might. For once he's glad to be in the narrow break-neck staircase.
The dogs aren't. Well, Lady meets the adventure with good cheer. Hector groans every few steps and casts a reproachful eye at his people. Why have they betrayed a respectable old lymer into walking up all these stairs?