He had the air of laying at her feet, as a rug, the whole glorious history of France.
"There it goes now," cried the child, jumping up from the rug.
And on that rug was a fine representation of Mars, the god of war.
She stepped off the rug, went to the "express office," and took a card from the desk.
I thought you might look for a rug, but I'd rather go with you to select ...