"Now let's try our third place; it is not far from here." Soon they found the house, but Kate stopped short on sight of it.
"Adam, there has been little in life to make me particular," she said, "but I draw the line at that house.

I would go crazy in a house painted bright red with brown and blue decoration.

It should be prohibited by law.

Let us hunt up the Widder Holt and see how her taste in colour runs." "The joke is on you," said Adam, when they had found the house.
It was near the school, on a wide shady street across which big maples locked branches.

There was a large lot filled with old fruit trees and long grass, with a garden at the back.