There were even Jersey cows, and fowls of various breeds, as well as a flock of pigeons that gave Matilda more delight than anything else; for secretly it had always been a pet wish of hers to some day have a flock of doves fluttering around her head, just as she had seen the tame ones of St.Mark's in Venice do---in pictures, of course, because Matilda had never been abroad---as yet.
Had either of them been in the least suspicious they might have wondered just why Jerry, for instance, had taken the big car over to the garage and started to clean it as though it really belonged there.

The boys saw this, but not Matilda or Andrew, who were in a seventh heaven of rapture, and not walking on earth.
Then they went to the house, where a matronly woman met them.

Brother Lu, more than ever like a magician of the first water, seemed to be friendly with the housekeeper also, for he introduced his sister and the others to Mrs.Husted.

She took her cue from Mr.Billings, who was also present, and tried to act as though she were condescending to agree to show these strangers through the beautiful house; but it was an exceedingly hard task for her, because she knew that with the wave of the wizard's wand this lady would henceforth become her mistress.
Thad, lingering behind, could hardly contain himself.

He would again and again manage to give Hugh a knock with his elbow, and gurgle something half under his breath, only to have the other shake a finger at him, and add a look of reproof.
They went through the house from top to bottom.
"Now, if you don't mind, Mrs.Husted, I'd like my folks to see the dining-room, for it's the best part of the whole establishment, according to the notion of men like Malcolm and me, who have known what it is to go hungry many a time during our adventurous lives." The obliging housekeeper complied with a degree of alacrity that must have still further astonished Matilda.