they do. It is the style of house you find in the Christmas number.
I have never seen it anywhere else, but I took a fancy to it from the
first. It is not too far from the church, and it lights up well at
night. 'One of these days,' I used to say to myself when a boy,
'I'll be a clever man and live in a house just like that.' It was my
dream."

"And what is this place like?" demanded Robin, "this place you have
bought."

"The agent," I explained, "claims for it that it is capable of
improvement. I asked him to what school of architecture he would say
it belonged; he said he thought that it must have been a local
school, and pointed out--what seems to be the truth--that nowadays
they do not build such houses."

"Near to the river?" demanded Dick.

"Well, by the road," I answered, "I daresay it may be a couple of
miles."

"And by the shortest way?" questioned Dick.

"That is the shortest way," I explained; "there's a prettier way
through the woods, but that is about three miles and a half."

"But we had decided it was to be near the river," said Robin.

"We also decided," I replied, "that it was to be on sandy soil, with
a south-west aspect. Only one thing in this house has a south-west