"How long have you been here?"
"Five days——"
"Please—sit down"—she indicated a chair on the other side of the hearth. She had seated herself in the Admiral's winged chair. It came up over her head, and she looked very slight and childish.
George, surveying the room, said, "This is some contrast to Huntersfield."
"Yes."
"Do you like it?"
"Oh, yes. I have spent months here, you know, and Sally, who whistles out there in the yard, is an
old friend of mine. I played with her as a child."
"I should think the Admiral would rather have one of those big houses on the bluff."
"Would you?"