The whole of this had now been protected with a sheet of glass and enclosed by a frame.

A table in the room, an easy chair, and a gas-fire seemed to point to its occasional occupation.
"You actually haven't had this changed!" exclaimed Ingred.

"I thought it must all have been swept away by now!" "No.

You see, Father took me over the house when first he decided to come here, and when he was arranging what papers to choose.

I fell in love with this dear wee room just as it was, and begged that it mightn't be touched.