It was a French building, as were all the older houses in that part of the country, heavily built, simple in the arrangements of its rooms.

Every door on the lower floor stood open, inviting the heat of a large central stove.

Insisting upon carrying the lamp while Madge made her survey, he was introduced to a library at the end of the drawing-room, to a large house-place or kitchen behind the dining-room; these with his own room made the square of the lower story.

A wing adjoining the further side was devoted to the Morins.

Having performed her duty as householder, Madge said good-night.
'We have enjoyed it ever so much more because you were here.' She held out her hand; her face was radiant; he knew that she spoke the simple truth.
She lifted the puny Eliz in her arms and proceeded to walk slowly up the straight staircase which occupied one half of the long central hall.