"But it's warm and comfortable."
"Have to keep fires on account of the plumbing. The coachman was a family man before master and mistress departed, and they kept house in two rooms up here. I have succeeded to Mrs. Maloney's kitchen. Behold the running water. The other room is used for storage. Being single, Pat got the job of caretaker and sleeps downstairs. Can you suggest an improvement?"
If Eliza had thought Phil handsome before, she stared now at the illumination of his triumphant face as his eyes questioned her.
She smiled, and there was a protesting scramble in the basket.
"Come out, Katze, of course," said the host, and, stooping, released the prisoner.
Pluto leaped forth and made a tour of the room, smelling daintily of the blankets.
"Of course, when I get Aunt Mary's things, you know," continued Phil.
"I wish they'd come," said Eliza, dazed and smiling. "I'd like to see how they're goin' to look."
"They'll be here before you leave. Now, take the Turkish armchair, Miss Brewster, and loll back while I talk to you; and pretty soon we'll have some tea."