I meant you to know it when I came in; then I changed my mind; but in for a penny, in for the lot!" He caught up the magazine which he had brought in with the sheaf of newspapers, and he handed it to Rachel, open at an article quite excellently illustrated for an English magazine.
"There," he cried, "there's a long screed about the wretched place, before it came into my hands.

But it's no use pretending it isn't quite the place it was.

I took over the whole thing--every stick outside and in--and I've put in new drainage and the electric light." His tone of regret was intentionally ludicrous.

Had Rachel been listening, she would once more have suspected a pose.

But already she was deep in the article in the two-year-old magazine, or rather in its not inartistic illustrations.
"The House from the Tennis Lawn," "In the Kitchen Garden," "The Drawing-room Door," "A Drawing-room Chimney-piece," "A Corner of the Chinese Room," "A Portion of the Grand Staircase"-- of such were the titles underneath the process pictures.