ISO LETTERS TO MARCO xxm 



Morris's head leaning out of an upper 

 window ; of course explanations ensued, and 

 he came down at once, in the kindest 

 manner, brought us in, and showed us over 

 the whole place, which was well worth a 

 walk of double the distance to have seen. 



I never saw an old house so lovingly and 

 tenderly fitted up and cared for as this one ; 

 the perfect taste and keeping of the furniture 

 and hangings, and the way in which the 

 original beauties of the house had been pre- 

 served was indeed a lesson to be remembered. 

 The window-seats had cushions in them, the 

 floors were beautifully clean, the old boards 

 by no means disguised or disfigured with 

 stain or varnish, with the right sort of mats 

 and carpets where wanted, some fine old 

 tapestry belonging to the house still hung on 

 the walls in one room, and the furniture 

 throughout was simple in character and not 

 overcrowded. That Morris's daughter her- 

 self also harmonised most gracefully with the 

 sweet place I need scarcely say. In the bed- 



