THE SOLICITOR In glancing along the street of a country town, a house may sometimes be observed of a different and superior description to the general row of buildings.

It is larger, rises higher, and altogether occupies more space.
The facade is stylish, in architectural fashion of half a century since.
To the modern eye it may not perhaps look so interesting as the true old gabled roofs which seem so thoroughly English, nor, on the other hand, so bright and cheerful as the modern suburban villa.

But it is substantial and roomy within.

The weather has given the front a sombre hue, and the windows are dingy, as if they rarely or never knew the care of a housemaid.

On the ground floor the windows that would otherwise look on to the street are blocked to almost half their height with a wire blind so closely woven that no one can see in, and it is not easy to see out.