"Here I am.

Come in here." She advanced to the door, stretching out her hand to some one who was coming down the stair.
"Oh, dear, this great, grand house will be the death of me yet!" exclaimed the other lady, as she slowly descended.
"Why, it is not any bigger than yours," protested Mrs.Wentworth.
"It's twice as large, and, besides, I was born in that and learned all its ups and downs and passages and corners when I was a child, just as I learned the alphabet.

But this house! It is as full of devious ways and pitfalls as the way in 'Pilgrim's Progress,' and I would never learn it any more than I could the multiplication table.

Why, that second-floor suite you have given me is just like six-times-nine.

When you first put me in there I walked around to learn my way, and, on my word, I thought I should never get back to my own room.