always think that Perivale church looks better from Creevy bridge than
any other point.' Perivale church stood high in the centre of the town,
on an eminence, and was graced with a spire which was declared by the
Perivalians to be preferable to that of Salisbury in proportion, though
it was acknowledged to be somewhat inferior to it in height. The little
river Creevy, which ran through a portion of the suburbs of the town,
and which, as there seen, was hardly more than a ditch, then sloped
away behind Creevy Grange, as the farm of Mrs Partridge was called, and
was crossed by a small wooden bridge, from which there was a view, not
only of the church, but of all that side of the hill on which Mrs
Winterfield's large brick house stood conspicuously.

So they walked down to Creevy bridge, and, when there, stood leaning on
the parapet and looking back upon the town.

'How well I know every house and spot in the place as I see them from
here,' he said.

'A good many of the houses are your own or will be some day; and
therefore you should know them.'

'I remember, when I used to be here as a boy fishing, I always thought
Aunt Winterfield's house was the biggest house in the county.'

'It can't be nearly so large as your father's house in Yorkshire.'

'No; certainly it is not. Aylmer Park is a large place; but the house
does not stretch itself out so wide as that; nor does it stand on the
side of a hill so as to show out its proportions with so much
ostentation. The coach-house and the stables, and the old brewhouse,