What a fool she had been.
He said, bending down, "We keep the key here," and picked it up, unlocked the door and stood back for her to pass.
"Oh, isn't this nice!" said Joan.
"Do you like it?
It amused me to make it comfortable." "Comfortable! But it's like a picture." Gilbert laughed boyishly.

Her enthusiasm delighted him.

To make the long low living room with its big brick chimney and open fireplace absolutely right had dispelled his boredom--little as he had intended to use it.

The whole thing was carried out on the lines of the main room in an English shooting box.

The walls were matchboarded and stained an oak color, and the floor was polished and covered with skins.