Everything to be kept in the outer hall, where tramps could as easily step in and help themselves; but our poor foolish Mary fancies that Peter will be delighted to find his old home turned upside down." "My belief is," said Lady Belstone, "that Peter will just insist on all this wooden rubbish trotting back to the attics, where my dear granny, not being accustomed to wooden furniture, very properly hid it away.

If you will believe me, canon, that dresser was brought up from the _kitchen_, and every single pot and pan that decorates it used to be kept in the housekeeper's room.

That lumbering old chest was in the harness-room.

Pretty ornaments for a gentleman's sitting-room! If Peter has grown up anything like my poor brother, he won't put up with it at all." "I suppose, in one sense, it's Peter's house, or will be very shortly ?" said the canon.
"In _every_ sense it's Peter's house," cried Lady Belstone; "and he comes of age, thank Heaven, in October." "I had hoped to hear he had sailed," said the canon.

"No news is good news, I hope." "The last telegram said his wound was doing well, but did not give any date for his return.