It is a new red house with no trees in the garden, only very yellow mould and gravel.

It was all very neat and dry.

Just before we rang the bell we heard some one inside call 'Jane! Jane!' and we thought we would not be Jane for anything.

It was the sound of the voice that called that made us sorry for her.
The door was opened by a very neat servant in black, with a white apron; we saw her tying the strings as she came along the hall, through the different-coloured glass in the door.

Her face was red, and I think she was Jane.
We asked if we could see Mr Mallow.
The servant said Mr Mallow was very busy with his sermon just then, but she would see.
But Oswald said, 'It's all right.