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ere in bloom: delicate masses of white and pink rose against the smiling innocent blue of the sky. "Now here is the very place," exclaimed Viola suddenly, and following her eyes I saw behind the high, green hedge bordering the road on which we were walking some red roofs rising, half hidden by the masses of white cherry blossom which hung over them. A cottage was there boasting a garden in front, a garden that was filled with lilac and laburnum not yet in bloom; filled to overflowing, for the lilac bulged all over the hedge in purple bunches and the laburnum poured its young leaves down on it. A tiny lawn, rather long-grassed and not innocent of daisies, took up the centre of the garden, and on to this two open casements looked; above again, two open windows, half-lost in the white clouds of cherry bloom. "But how do you know they've any rooms?" I expostulated. Viola looked at me with jesting scorn in her eyes. "I don't know yet, but I'm going to find out." She put her hand unhesitatingly on the latch of this apparently sacred domain of a private house, opened the gate, and passed in; I followed her inwardly fearful of what our reception might be. "Men have no moral courage," she remarked superbly as we reached the porch and rang the bell. A clean-looking woman came to the door after some seconds. "Apartments? Yes, miss, we have a sitting-room and two bedrooms vacant," she answered to Viola's query. "Shall I show them to you?" We passed through a narrow, little hall smelling of new oilcloth into a fair-sized room which possessed one of the casements we had seen from outside and through which came the white glow and scent of the cherry bloom and the song of a thrush. "This will do," remarked Viola with a glance round; "and what bedrooms have you? We only want a sitting-room and one bedroom now." "Well, ma'am, the room over this is the drawing-room. That's let from next Monday. Then I have a nice double-room, however, I could let with this." "We will go and see it," said Viola. And we went upstairs. It seemed a long way up, and when we reached it and the door was thrown open we saw a large room, it was true but the ceiling sloped downwards at all sorts of unexpected angles like that of an attic, and the casements were small, opening almost into the branches of the cherry-tree. "What do you want for these two?" Viola enquired. "Five guineas a week, ma'am," returned the woman, placidly foldi
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