Here was no huge tenement family crowding in with dirty faces, clamorous demands for aid, but only five delightful youngsters, clean and fresh, of his own blood.

He loved the small excitements, the plans and plots and discoveries, the many adventures that filled their days.

He spent hours with their mother, listening while she talked of them.

Edith did so love this place and she ran the house so beautifully.

It was so cool and fragrant, so clean and so old-fashioned.
Deborah, too, came under the spell.