Chapter 12
Mr. Winston’s office surprised Victoria almost as much as it amused her. Rather than the rough-edged space she expected—perhaps filled with furniture simple and rugged enough to survive on one of this cargo ships—it was filled with items both fine and delicate.
She recognized the colorful rugs underfoot from visits with other colonial families. Handwoven to be sure, some Oriental and some Turkish. All well enough made to be considered on the expensive side even for a wealthy family like the Havershams.
The polished wood shelves were of the highest quality, and in between dozens of leather-bound books, they were full of sculptures, carvings, and small paintings that were easily museum quality. Every culture Great Britain touched and a few more were represented.
Tiny glass and
