A man sitting in a chair, in the living room, holding a round white pillow, and laughing.
A man is sitting down
You think that we are lukewarm, that we lack fire and energy, but trust me, it is not so." John stuck his head in at this juncture, and invited us both to come up to Mrs. Inglethorp's room, as he and Mr. Wells had finished looking through the desk in the boudoir.