And from what I can make out, it's pretty much all front." "I suppose it is a regular old-fashioned house," said her brother, "with a Grecian portico front, and perhaps another at the back.

But you must come in now, for you have on neither hat nor wrap." And he took her by the hand.
"It isn't cold," said Miriam, "and oh, Ralph, look up at the stars.

Those are our stars, every one of them." Ralph laughed, as he led her into the house.
"Yes, indeed," she insisted, "we own all the way down, and all the way up." "Now then," said Miriam, when they had closed the door behind them, "how shall we explore the house?
Shall we each take a lamp, or will candles be better ?" "Little girl!" exclaimed her brother, "I had no idea that you were such a bunch of watch springs.

It is nearly nine o'clock, and after the day's work that you have done, it is time you were in bed.

House exploring can be done to-morrow." "Yes, indeed, Miss," said Phoebe, who stood by, anxious to shut up the house and retire to her own domicile, "and I will go up into your room with you and show you about things." Half an hour after this, Miriam came out of her bedroom, holding a bit of lighted candle in her hand.