"Y—yes," she answered.
"In the daytime you'll see what capital places there are for you and Emmie to play in."
"Is it true I mustn't swing on the gate?"
"Well, I dare say—"
"Emmie says so. Is it true I mustn't roll down the terraces?"
"H'm—well—"
"Emmie says so. What are terraces for, anyhow? I thought," she added, with a sigh—"I thought it was going to be like the country."
"Oh, wait till you see it by daylight. It's a great deal more like the country than New York."
"She doesn't keep a horse?"