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AN INSPECTION OF LAKELANDS.
One may not have an intention to flourish, and may be pardoned for a semblance of it, in exclaiming, somewhat royally, as creator and owner of the place: 'There you see Lakelands.' The conveyances from the railway station drew up on a rise of road fronting an undulation, where our modern English architect's fantasia in crimson brick swept from central gables to flying wings, over pents, crooks, curves, peaks, cowled porches, balconies, recesses, projections, away to a red village of stables and dependent cottages; harmonious in irregularity; and coloured homely with the greensward about it, the pines beside it, the clouds above it.

Not many palaces would be reckoned as larger.

The folds and swells and stream of the building along the roll of ground, had an appearance of an enormous banner on the wind.
Nataly looked.

Her next look was at Colney Durance.