The Count of Monte Cristo

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guide, the other, Belisarius begging--a grayish paper; red and black
tapestry--such was the appearance of Lord Wilmore's drawing-room. It was
illuminated by lamps with ground-glass shades which gave only a feeble
light, as if out of consideration for the envoy's weak sight. After ten
minutes' expectation the clock struck ten; at the fifth stroke the door
opened and Lord Wilmore appeared. He was rather above the middle height,
with thin reddish whiskers, light complexion and light hair, turning
rather gray. He was dressed with all the English peculiarity, namely, in
a blue coat, with gilt buttons and high collar, in the fashion of 1811,
a white kerseymere waistcoat, and nankeen pantaloons, three inches too
short, but which were prevented by straps from slipping up to the
knee. His first remark on entering was,--"You know, sir, I do not speak
French?"

"I know you do not like to converse in our language," replied the envoy.
"But you may use it," replied Lord Wilmore; "I understand it."