“And couldn’t Almira come?” asked Tess, appealing to Agnes. “And bring one of her kittens?”
“Yes, we’ll even allow you two kittens, for fear one would get lonesome,” laughed Mr. Howbridge. “But come on. You haven’t seen it all yet.”
There was a small kitchen back of the dining room, and both Ruth and Agnes were interested to see how conveniently everything was arranged.
“It would be ever so much easier to get meals here than in the Corner House,” was Ruth’s opinion.
“Do you think so?” asked the lawyer.
“Yes, everything is so handy. You hardly have to take a step to reach anything,” added Agnes. “You only have to turn from the stove to the sink, and another turn and you have everything you want, from a toasting fork to an egg beater,” and she indicated the different kitchen utensils hanging in a rack over the stove.
“I’m glad you like it,” said Mr. Howbridge, and Ruth found herself wondering why he said that.
They passed into the sleeping quarters where small bunks, almost like those in Pullman cars, were neatly arranged, even to a white counterpane and pillow shams on each one.
“Oh, how lovely.”
“And how clean and neat!”