there. And the sunsets must be magnificent."
Lapham did not wait for them to reply.
"Yes, sir, it's about the sightliest view I know of. I always did like
the water side of Beacon. Long before I owned property here, or ever
expected to, m'wife and I used to ride down this way, and stop the
buggy to get this view over the water. When people talk to me about
the Hill, I can understand 'em. It's snug, and it's old-fashioned, and
it's where they've always lived. But when they talk about Commonwealth
Avenue, I don't know what they mean. It don't hold a candle to the
water side of Beacon. You've got just as much wind over there, and
you've got just as much dust, and all the view you've got is the view
across the street. No, sir! when you come to the Back Bay at all, give
me the water side of Beacon."
"Oh, I think you're quite right," said the young man. "The view here
is everything."
Irene looked "I wonder what papa is going to say next!" at her sister,
when their mother's voice was heard overhead, approaching the opening
in the floor where the stairs were to be; and she presently appeared,
with one substantial foot a long way ahead. She was followed by the
carpenter, with his rule sticking out of his overalls pocket, and she
was still talking to him about some measurements they had been taking,
when they reached the bottom, so that Irene had to say, "Mamma, Mr.
Corey," before Mrs. Lapham was aware of him.
He came forward with as much grace and speed as the uncertain footing
would allow, and Mrs. Lapham gave him a stout squeeze of her
comfortable hand.
"Why, Mr. Corey! When did you get back?"
"Yesterday. It hardly seems as if I HAD got back. I didn't expect to
find you in a new house."
"Well, you are our first caller. I presume you won't expect I should
make excuses for the state you find it in. Has the Colonel been doing
the honours?"
"Oh yes. And I've seen more of your house than I ever shall again, I
suppose."
"Well, I hope not," said Lapham. "There'll be several chances to see
us in the old one yet, before we leave."
He probably thought this a neat, off-hand way of making the invitation,
for he looked at his woman-kind as if he might expect their admiration.
"Oh yes, indeed!" said his wife. "We shall be very glad to see Mr.
Corey, any time."
"Thank you; I shall be glad to come."
He and the Colonel went before, and helped the ladies down the
difficult descent. Irene seemed
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