They entered the hall, and were shown into the parlor, where they took seats on a hard sofa. Soon the door opened, and a tall lady entered.
"You would like to look at my rooms?" she inquired, addressing Mrs. Hoffman.
"If you please."
"They are on the third floor—all that I have vacant. If you will follow me, I will show you the way."
At the top of the second staircase she threw open the door of a good-sized room, furnished plainly but neatly.
"There is another room connected with this," she said, "and a bedroom on the upper floor can go with it."
"Is it arranged for housekeeping?" asked Mrs. Hoffman.
"Yes; you will find the back room fitted for cooking. Come in and I will show you."
She opened a door in the rear room, displaying a pantry and sink, while a cooking-stove was already put up. Both rooms were carpeted. In the front room there was a sofa, a rocking-chair, some shelves for books, while three or four pictures hung from the walls.
"I don't see any sleeping accommodations," said Mrs. Hoffman, looking around.