The flat, which included the whole floor, contained nine or ten rooms, of all shapes and sizes.
The corners in some of the rooms were cut off and shaped up into closets and recesses, so that Euphemia said the corners of every room were in some other room.
Near the back of the flat was a dumb-waiter, with bells and speaking-tubes.

When the butcher, the baker, or the kerosene-lamp maker, came each morning, he rang the bell, and called up the tube to know what was wanted.

The order was called down, and he brought the things in the afternoon.
All this greatly charmed Euphemia.

It was so cute, so complete.

There were no interviews with disagreeable trades-people, none of the ordinary annoyances of housekeeping.