ads into Pine street, I fancy
belong to it."

"I wish," returned her father, "they would sell me that tumble-down
place in the hollow they call the Old House of Glaston. I shouldn't mind
paying a good sum for it. What a place it would be to live in! And what
a pleasure there would be in the making of it once more habitable, and
watching order dawn out of neglect!"

"It would be delightful," responded Dorothy. "When I was a child, it
was one of my dreams that that house was my papa's--with the wild garden
and all the fruit, and the terrible lake, and the ghost of the lady that
goes about in the sack she was drowned in. But would you really buy it,
father, if you could get it?"

"I think I should, Dorothy," answered Mr. Drake.

"Would it not be damp--so much in the hollow? Is it not the lowest spot
in the park?"

"In the park--yes; for the park drains into it. But the park lies high;
and you must note that the lake, deep as it is--very deep, yet drains
into the Lythe. For all they say of no bottom to it, I am nearly sure
the deepest part of the lake is higher than the surface of the river. If
I am right, then we could, if we pleased, empty the lake altogether--not
that I should like the place nearly so well without it. The situation is
charming--and so sheltered!--looking full south--just the place to keep
open house in!"

"That is just like you, father!" cried Dorothy, clapping her hands once
and holding them together as she looked up at him. "The very day you
are out of prison, you want to begin to keep an open house!--Dear
father!"

"Don't mistake me, my darling. There was a time, long ago, after your
mother was good enough to marry me, when--I am ashamed to confess it
even to you, my child--I did enjoy making a show. I wanted people to
see, that, although I was a minister of a sect looked down upon by the
wealthy priests of a worldly establishment, I knew how to live after the
world's fashion as well as they. That time you will scarcely recall,
Dorothy?"

"I remember the coachman's buttons," answered Dorothy.

"Well! I suppose it will be the same with not a few times and
circumstances we may try to recall in the other world. Some
insignificant thing will be all, and fittingly too, by which we shall be
able to identify them.--I liked to give nice dinner parties, and we
returned every invitation we accepted. I took much pains to have good
wines, and the right wines with the right dishes, and all that kind of