Full south, with nothing between you and the lake.

I'm not far off.

See?
Just opposite, You may find the rooms too hot, Stafford--Mr.Howard--and we'll change 'em, of course.

Don't hurry: hope you'll find everything you want!" He laid his hand on Stafford's shoulder and nodded at him with frank affection, before he went, and as he closed the door they heard him say to some one below: "Don't serve the dinner till Mr.Stafford comes down!" Stafford went to the window, and Howard stood in silence beside him for a moment, then he said--Measom had left the room: "I congratulate you, Staff! In sackcloth and ashes, I confess I thought that kind of father only existed in women's books and emotional plays." Stafford nodded.
"He's--he's kindness itself," he said, in a very low voice and not turning his head.

"I didn't know that he was like--this.