The parlor door was open also, and the parlor itself--the best first parlor, more sacred and forbidden even than the "smoke room"-- was, as much of it as she could see, filled with chairs.
Mrs.Hobbs led her into the little room off the parlor, the "back settin'-room," and, indicating the haircloth and black walnut sofa against the wall, whispered to her to sit right there and not move.
"Mind now," she whispered, "don't talk and don't stir.

I'll be back by and by." Mary-'Gusta, left alone, looked wide-eyed about the little back sitting-room.

It, too, was changed; not changed as much as the front parlor, but changed, nevertheless.

Most of the furniture had been removed.

The most comfortable chairs, including the rocker with the parrot "tidy" on the back, had been taken away.