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I insisted on her going up the steps alone. I was afraid if the two of us stood on the porch at once, we'd fall through and maybe founder before help came. I warned her not to smack the knocker too hard or the door might crash in and frighten the horses.
" If you make jokes like that in front of the Dwans," she said, " I'll never speak to you again.
" I'd forgotten you ever did," said I.
I was expecting a hostler to let us in, but Airs. Dwan came in person.
" Are we late? " said Florence.
" A little," said Airs. Dwan, " but so is dinner. Ilelga didn't get home from church till half past twelve."
" I'm glad of it," said Florence. " I want you to take me all through this beautiful, beautiful house right this minute."
Mrs. Dwan called her husband and insisted that he stop in the middle of mixing a cocktail so he could join us in a tour of the beautiful, beautiful house.
" You wouldn't guess it," said Mrs. Dwan, " but it used to be a barn."
I was going to say I had guessed it. Florence gave me a look that changed my mind.
" When Jim and I first came here," said Mrs. Dwan, " we lived in an ugly little rented house on Oliver Street. It was only temporary, of course; we were just waiting till we found what we really wanted. We used to drive around the country Saturday afternoons and Sundays, hoping we would run across the right sort of thing. It was in the late fall when we first saw this place. The leaves were off the trees and it was visible from the Turnpike.
" ` Oh, Jim!' I exclaimed. 'Look at that simply gorgeous old barn ! With those wide shingles ! And I'll bet you it's got handhewn beams in that middle, main section.' Jim bet me I was wrong, so we left the car, walked up the driveway, found the door open and came brazenly in. I won my bet as you can see."
She pointed to some dirty old rotten beams that ran across the living-room ceiling and looked as if five or six generations of rats had used them for gnawing practise.
" They're beautiful ! " said Florence.
" The instant I saw them," said Mrs. Dwan, " I knew this was going to be our home! "
" I can imagine! " said Florence.
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