with the green door, and opened it, and said to Aunty May and me, "Come
in, children. This is OUR HOUSE."

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CHAPTER II


OUR HOUSE

Aunty May and I went inside, and we looked at each other and laughed. It
was small, like a doll's house, and the room we stepped into, through
the doorway, had a window the same side as the door, which looked out on
the towpath, and two windows at the back, and a stovepipe coming right
out of the floor and running up through the low ceiling.

When I went and looked out of the back windows, I called to Aunty May,
"Oh, see, it's the Delaware." And it was.

There, right at the foot of our back garden, under the willow trees, was
the Delaware River, running along, very fast.

I said, "Come on, let's go down to the river, Aunty May." But Aunty
Edith said, "First, look at the house."

We went through a little door into another long, narrow, low room, with
a window on the towpath and a window on the river, and a queer