7 itself a particularly inviting place of residence.

And yet it had a character of its own, such as may well quicken the pulse of the reader's curiosity.

For here was the home of an artist--and a distinguished artist too, highly distinguished by his ill-success--which had never been made the subject of an article in the illustrated magazines.

No wood-engraver had ever reproduced 'a corner in the back drawing-room' or 'the studio mantelpiece' of No.

7; no young lady author had ever commented on 'the unaffected simplicity' with which Mr Pitman received her in the midst of his 'treasures'.