Well, there is a low white cottage, standing far back from the road, with rather a pretty garden, and a field at the back: people call it the White Cottage; though it is smothered in jasmine in the summer; and there is a nice little parlour with a bedroom over it.

That will do capitally, I fancy.

Old Mrs.Meredith lived there until her death, and she left her furniture to Mrs.Barton.' I expressed myself as being well pleased at this description, and then inquired a little anxiously if there were room for my piano and my books.
'Oh yes, it is quite a good-sized room; that is why I wanted it for Tudor.

You will not mind it being a little low: it is only a cottage, remember.

There is a nice easy couch, I spotted that at once, and a capital easy-chair, and some corner cupboards that will, hold a store of good things; you can make it as pretty as possible.' 'And Mrs.Barton, Max,--is she a pleasant person ?' 'There could not be a pleasanter.