They were neatly kept, dear, and were clean, and were furnished with some little attempt at taste, but the ceilings were very low, the window sashes fitted badly, and there was such a draught from under the door--and, my dear child, now that you have come to me in confidence I may as well tell you that I did _not_ admire your landlady Mrs.Dove." "She is rather fond of borrowing money, certainly," said Primrose, in a thoughtful voice, "but on the whole I believe she is good-natured--she lends Jasmine books, and yesterday she baked a cake herself for Daisy, and her husband brought it up to her." "All the same," repeated Miss Egerton, "I don't admire the woman.

I have never seen the man; but I would rather you were in a nice house.
Now I have a proposal to make.

I too have got some attics--they are quite as large as Mrs.Dove's, and can soon be made as cheerful.

I can also promise you that the windows will not shake, nor will a draught as keen as a knife come in from under the door.

My attics, however, I grieve to say, are unfurnished.