I want to hear cats make harrowing music on my own back fence; I want to see a tidy laundress pinning up intimate and indescribable garments on my own clothes-lines; I want to have maddening trouble with plumbers and roofers; I want to--" "Come on, then, for Heaven's sake!" said Selwyn, laughing; and the two men, arm in arm, began a minute tour of the house.
"Isn't it a corker! Isn't it fine!" repeated Lansing every few minutes.
"I wouldn't exchange it for any mansion on Fifth Avenue!" "You'd be a fool to," agreed Selwyn gravely.
"Certainly I would.

Anyway, prices are going up like rockets in this section--not that I'd think of selling out at any price--but it's comfortable to know it.

Why, a real-estate man told me--Hello! What was that?
Something fell somewhere!" "A section of the bath-room ceiling, I think," said Selwyn; "we mustn't step too heavily on the floors at first, you know." "Oh, I'm going to have the entire thing done over--room by room--when I can afford it.

Meanwhile _j'y suis, j'y reste_.

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