Her eye was eagerly taking in everything within her reach; and after being at some pains to get a view of the house, and observing that "it was a sort of building which she could not look at but with respect," she added, "Now, where is the avenue?
The house fronts the east, I perceive.

The avenue, therefore, must be at the back of it.

Mr.
Rushworth talked of the west front." "Yes, it is exactly behind the house; begins at a little distance, and ascends for half a mile to the extremity of the grounds.

You may see something of it here--something of the more distant trees.

It is oak entirely." Miss Bertram could now speak with decided information of what she had known nothing about when Mr.Rushworth had asked her opinion; and her spirits were in as happy a flutter as vanity and pride could furnish, when they drove up to the spacious stone steps before the principal entrance..