Then the Clan saluted , mounted at word of command , and with a wild whoop tore down the avenue in what they considered the true Arab style . `` That was splendid , now it is safely ended , '' said Rose , skipping up the steps with her head over her shoulder to watch the dear tassels bob about . `` I shall get you a pony as soon as you are a little stronger , '' said Dr. Alec , watching her with a smile . `` Oh , I could n't ride one of those horrid , frisky little beasts ! They roll their eyes and bounce about so , I should die of fright , '' cried Rose , clasping her hands tragically . `` Are you a coward ? '' `` About horses I am . '' `` Never mind , then ; come and see my new room '' ; and he led the way upstairs without another word . As Rose followed she remembered her promise to Aunt Jessie , and was sorry she had objected so decidedly . She was a great deal more sorry five minutes later , and well she might be . `` Now , take a good look , and tell me what you think of it , '' said Dr. Alec , opening the door and letting her enter before him , while Phebe was seen whisking down the backstairs with a dust-pan . Rose walked to the middle of the room , stood still , and gazed about her with eyes that brightened as they looked , for all was changed . This chamber had been built out over the library to suit some fancy , and had been unused for years , except at Christmas times , when the old house overflowed . It had three windows one to the east , that overlooked the bay ; one to the south , where the horse-chestnuts waved their green fans ; and one to the west , towards the hill and the evening sky . A ruddy sunset burned there now , filling the room with an enchanted glow ; the soft murmur of the sea was heard , and a robin chirped `` Good-night ! '' among the budding trees . Rose saw and heard these things first , and felt their beauty with a child 's quick instinct ; then her eye took in the altered aspect of the room , once so shrouded , still and solitary , now so full of light and warmth and simple luxury . India matting covered the floor , with a gay rug here and there ; the antique andirons shone on the wide hearth , where a cheery blaze dispelled the dampness of the long-closed room . Bamboo lounges and chairs stood about , and quaint little tables in cosy corners ; one bearing a pretty basket , one a desk , and on a third lay several familiar-looking books . In a recess stood a narrow white bed , with a lovely Madonna hanging over it .
The Japanese screen half-folded back showed a delicate toilet service of blue and white set forth on a marble slab , and near by was the great bath-pan , with Turkish towels and a sponge as big as XXXXX 's head .
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