I haven't time to master all the mechanism, inside, outside and between, to say nothing of the various layers of curtains, full length, half length and otherwise.

Nothing that I can conceive of is better fitted than the European window to keep out light and air." Lannes smiled.
"I see that you're in fine feather this morning," he said, "I'll open it for you." John jumped up and dressed quickly, while Lannes, with accustomed hand, laid back shutters and curtains.
"Now, shove up the window," exclaimed John as he wielded towel and brush.

"A little fresh air in a house won't hurt you; it won't hurt anybody.

We're a young people, we Americans, but we can teach you that.
Why, in the German hotels they'd seal up the smoking-rooms and lounges in the evenings, and then boys would go around shooting clouds of perfume against the ceilings.

Ugh! I can taste now that awful mixture of smoke, perfume and thrice-breathed air! Ah! that feels better! It's like a breath from heaven!" "Ready now?
We're going down to breakfast with my mother and sister." "Yes.