THE INVISIBLE TENANTS OF RUSHMERE.
‘On the banks of the Wye, Monmouthshire.—To be Let, furnished, a commodious Family Mansion, surrounded with park-like grounds. Stabling and every convenience. Only two and a-half miles from station, church, and post-office. Excellent fishing to be procured in the neighbourhood. Rent nominal to a responsible tenant.’
Such, with a few trifling additions, was the advertisement that caught my eye in the spring of 18—.
‘My dear Jane,’ I said, as I handed the paper over to my wife, ‘this, I think, is the very thing we want.’
I was a London practitioner, with a numerous family and a large circle of patients; but the two facts, though blessings in themselves, were not without their disadvantages.