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From that point of view there is reason in the system; but for the house-hunter it works badly. "One agent sent me a day's journey to see a house standing in the middle of a brickfield, with a view of the Grand Junction Canal. I asked him where was the river he had mentioned.
As one hears them giving a most delightful vent to their loquacity, the artistic house-hunter feels all the righteous self-applause of a kindly deed. Sometimes they get extremely friendly.
"There's the door-bell," Moira said calmly. "I wonder who it can be." "Some visitor or other," I remarked. "What visitor could it be?" she asked. "I know of no one who'd have business here." I knew of one at least, but I did not put my thoughts into words. Instead I remarked, "Quite possibly it's some house-hunter." We heard the maid's steps go up the hall past us.
The rent was a mystery, and while they were in the house a thunderstorm kept them there some time they tried to imagine the murder. From the top windows they could see the roofs of the opposite houses in plan. "I wonder how long it would take to get to the top of the house from the bottom?" said Euphemia. "Certainly longer than we could manage every day," said the artistic house-hunter.
Presently the artistic house-hunter lifted Euphemia on to the tall dresser, and they sat there swinging their feet patiently until the storm should leave off and release them. "I should feel in this kitchen," said Euphemia, "like one of my little dolls must have felt in the dolls'-house kitchen I had once. The top of her head just reached the level of the table.
One singular thing the house-hunter very speedily discovers is, that the greater portion of the houses in this country are owned by old gentlemen or old ladies who live next door. After a certain age, and especially upon retired tradespeople, house property, either alone or in common with gardening, exercises an irresistible fascination.
There were only four plates on the dresser, but each was about half her height across " "Your reminiscences are always entertaining," said the artistic house-hunter; "still they fail to explain the absorbing mystery of this house being to let at £40 a year."
The problem raised his curiosity, but though he made inquiries he found no reason for the remarkably low rent or the continued emptiness of the house. It was a specimen puzzle for the house-hunter. A large house with a garden of about half an acre, and with accommodation for about six families, going begging for £40 a year. Would it let at eighty?
"I've no doubt he felt like it, Bunny, but you don't get rid of a place like that in five minutes; it's neither fish nor flesh; the ordinary house-hunter, with the money to spend, wants to be nearer in or further out. On the other hand there was a good reason for holding on.
When the Sarsaparilla Ads began to blossom, and the Peach Crop had been ruined by the late Cold Snap and the Kids were batting up Flies in the Lot back of the Universalist Church, and a Barrel-Organ down Street was tearing the Soul out of "Trovatore" these were the Cues for Mrs. Jump to get her Nose into the Air and begin to champ at the Bit. Mother was a House-Hunter from away back.
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