—which,Grahamdecided,wasnonetoogreatforthegreatroom.Butnosoonerwassheseatedthan the three sagesslippedawaytowhatwereevidentlytheirchosenlistening places.Theyoungpoetstretchedhimselfproneonadeep bearskin fortyfeetfromthepiano,hishandsburiedinhishair.TerrenceandAaronlolledintoacushionedembrasureofawindowseat,sufficientlyneartoeachothertonudgethepointsoftheirrespectivecontentionsasPaulamightexpoundthem.Thegirlswerehuddledincoloredgroupsonwidecouchesorgarlanded
intwosandthreesonandinthebigkoa-woodchairs.