We are in the larger tower, you know.

You can see Hinsdale village on this side, and there's a fine view of the mountains over there.

Oh yes, and from the other side there's your friend's house--Mr.Jack's.
By the way, how is Mr.Jack these days ?" Miss Holbrook stooped as she asked the question and picked up a bit of thread from the rug.
David ran at once to the window that looked toward the House that Jack Built.

From the tower the little house appeared to be smaller than ever.

It was in the shadow, too, and looked strangely alone and forlorn.