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lodgers. They were nice to me. The woman on the first floor was very nice. She was kind. She didn't “spikiddy English” very good, but she was well disposed. She asked me to come in and dusted off a chair. I nearly fainted. There was the most beautiful woodwork I ever laid my eyes on in the U.S.A. There was the most wonderful interior panelling - grinning gibbon carvings over the mantel. The most wonderful columns at the end of the room. It was a magnificent house - solid mahogany doors with solid silver knobs. The most lovely thing I ever saw.

She didn't know anything about it. The house was just a house. The landlord owned the house. It was dirty, filthy. Again the water was not there much of the time. She told me upstairs there was another family. I went all over that house. It was one of the most beautiful things I ever saw. It had bowed windows with curved panes. That's a mark of exquisite beauty. I was familiar with that kind of window because in Boston on old Beacon Street there are houses with famous purple glass. Many of those houses have bowed windows too and the glass is curved. I saw that some of the panes were still existing in these windows and was just entranced with the house.

Of course I had to keep my mind on the lodgers - everything there was bad. I cite that to illustrate what was going