Ah, Molly, I see that twinkle in your eyes, my dear, and I know what it means! You think you have got grandmother started now--wound up--and that you will get her to go on and on; ah well, we shall see.

Where was I?
Taking you up the corkscrew stair.

The first landing, if landing it could be called, it was so small, had several doors, and one of these led into a little ante-room, out of which opened again a larger and very pretty drawing-room.

It was a long, rather narrow room, and what I admired in it most of all were wall cupboards with glass doors, within which my grandmother kept all her treasures.

There were six of them at least--in two or three were books, of which, for those days, grandmother had a good many; another held Chinese and Indian curiosities, carved ivory and sandal-wood ornaments, cuscus grass fans, a pair or two of Chinese ladies' slippers--things very much the same as you may see some of now-a-days in almost every prettily furnished drawing-room.