When old Giles said, "Here they be!" we felt that all he had told us before was justified, and that we had not come to Oakford in vain.

We stroked them, some of the more adventurous sat upon them, and we echoed the churchwarden's remark, "Yaller satin, sure enough, and the backs gilded like a picter-frame." I cannot but think that the housekeeper must have had friends visiting her that day, which made our arrival inconvenient and tried her temper--she was so very cross.

She ran through a hasty account of each room in injured tones, but she resented questions, refused explanations, and was particularly irritable if anybody strayed from the exact order in which she chose to marshal us through the house.

A vein of sarcasm in her remarks quite overpowered our farmers.
"Please to stand off the walls.

There ain't no need to crowd up against them in spacyous rooms like these, and the paper ain't one of your cheap ones with a spotty pattern as can be patched or matched anywhere.