“Yes, I was there just after I was married. Your uncle drove me out one afternoon to see the place. Strangers were living there then, for his father and mother were dead. He was as country mad as you are, and actually went down upon his knees before the old well-sweep and bucket.”
“I don’t blame him. I believe I’d do the same,” Rex replied, and then went on questioning her rapidly. “What was the house like? Had it a big chimney in the centre?”
Mrs. Hallam said it had.
“Wide fireplaces?”
“Rather wide,—yes.”
“Kitchen fireplace, with a crane?”
“I don’t know, but most likely.”
“Little window-panes, and deep window-seats?”
“I think so.”
“Big iron door-latches instead of knobs?”