Perhaps we'll like it.

And I must see those children." So we went.
The house, as Euphemia remarked, was anything but flat.

It was very tall indeed--the tallest house in the neighborhood.

We entered the vestibule, the outer door being open, and beheld, on one side of us, a row of bell-handles.

Above each of these handles was the mouth of a speaking-tube, and above each of these, a little glazed frame containing a visiting-card.
"Isn't this cute ?" said Euphemia, reading over the cards.