o.
It's all painted like them old Colonial houses down on Brattle Street,
buff and white. Well, it made me think of one of them old pagan temples.
He's got her shoved along to the south'ard, and he's widened out a piece
of level for her to stand on, so 't that piece o' wood up the hill there
is just behind her, and I tell you she looks nice, backin' up ag'inst the
trees. I tell you, Jeff's got a head on him! I wish you could see that
dinin'-room o' his: all white colyums, and frontin' on the view. Why,
that devil's got a regular little theatyre back o' the dinin'-room for
the young folks to act ammyture plays in, and the shows that come along,
and he's got a dance-hall besides; the parlors ain't much--folks like to
set in the office; and a good many of the rooms are done off into soots,
and got their own parlors. I tell you, it's swell, as they say. You can
order what you please for breakfast, but for lunch and dinner you got to
take what Jeff gives you; but he treats you well. He's a Durgin, when it
comes to that. Served in cou'ses, and dinner at seven o'clock. I don't
know where he got his money for 't all, but I guess he put in his
insurance fust, and then he put a mortgage on the buildin'; be as much as
owned it; said he'd had a splendid season last year, and if he done as
well for a copule of seasons more he'd have the whole prop'ty free o'
debt."

Westover could see that the prosperity of the unjust man had corrupted
the imagination and confounded the conscience of this simple witness, and
he asked, in the hope of giving his praises pause: "What has he done
about the old family burying-ground in the orchard?"

"Well, there!" said Whitwell. "That got me more than any other one thing:
I naturally expected that Jeff 'd had 'em moved, for you know and I know,
Mr. Westover, that a place like that couldn't be very pop'la' with summer
folks; they don't want to have anything to kind of make 'em serious, as
you may say. But that devil got his architect to treat the place, as he
calls it, and he put a high stone wall around it, and planted it to
bushes and evergreens so 't looks like a piece of old garden, down there
in the corner of the orchard, and if you didn't hunt for it you wouldn't
know it was there. Jeff said 't when folks did happen to find it out, he
believed they liked it; they think it's picturesque and ancient. Why,
some on 'em wanted him to put up a little chapel alongside and have
services there; and Jeff sa