Chapter 22

“What lady?” Virginia demanded. “Oh, I did it,” Mary Lee explained. “I wanted it to—welcome you—” “It was dear of you,” Virginia said, and stood looking about her. It was not so bad—a big old-fashioned drawing-room and a little room behind it, both partly furnished, and clean. Screens and a curtain made it possible to divide the big room into three. “It will have to be living-room, dining-room, bedroom, and kitchen,” Virginia explained. “Rickey will have the small room—he’ll need the quiet to write.” When the landl…