It was a roomy, but old fashioned house. A low, two-story structure built in the shape of a T; it had a cluster of tall chimneys in the middle and three gables hidden in ivy. When built it had been quite out of town, but soon cottages and villas surrounded the high wall enclosing the grounds. The lawn was shaded with old trees and the garden had thickets of lilac and snowball.
Mrs. Gage lived there for 40 years; the last 20 she had lived only on the ground floor. She was an invalid and lived a secluded life. She had made little effort to keep the property up, and it decayed as she did herself. She died and it was placed for sale.
