“And we can use it for china,” added Polly.
Anne now started to go upstairs, followed by the other three; they all examined the bedrooms and were delighted with them. There were two large front and two smaller rear rooms, with a fine tiled bathroom between the back rooms. Not one of the rooms was as small as the largest chambers seen in the modern apartments.
“And all for a hundred and fifty a month!” exclaimed Eleanor, joyously.
“I reckon we’d better take it at once, children,” said Mrs. Stewart, approvingly.
“But remember,” said Anne, on the way to the agent’s office, “we have to make all inside repairs, or redecorate as we want. There is no steam heat or hot water supplied, either, like the swell apartment houses, uptown, offer us.”
“I’d rather have it so, Anne dear,” replied Mrs. Stewart. “I’ve always been used to a coal range and those fandangled gas ideas worried me, but I didn’t say anything to you-all. I noticed what a fine little kitchen stove this one has, so you’ll always have hot water—never fear. As for heat! Well, a great open fire-place in the front room will help heat upstairs, and there is a register in the bathroom that comes from the kitchen stove-pipe.”
“We can use electric or gas radiators, Anne,” added Eleanor, eagerly, “in very cold weather.”
“I never knew what heated bedrooms were like, in Pebbly Pit, Anne,” Polly said, anxious to have a word.
“Besides we may have a very mild winter,” remarked Anne.
So the lease was signed and the first month’s rent paid. “We’ll give you any assistance you may need in getting the place in order, Mrs. Stewart,” said the agent, as he handed the papers to his new tenant.