"It would
be a bit awkward at first, when we wanted to go to bed. But I
daresay we should get used to it. We could have a ladder and climb
up to our rooms through the windows. Or we might adopt the Norwegian
method and have the stairs outside."
"I wish you would be sensible," said Robin.
"I am trying to be," I explained; "and I am also trying to put a
little sense into you. At present you are crazy about dancing. If
you had your way, you would turn the house into a dancing-saloon with
primitive sleeping-accommodation attached. It will last six months,
your dancing craze. Then you will want the house transformed into a
swimming-bath, or a skating-rink, or cleared out for hockey. My idea
may be conventional. I don't expect you to sympathise with it. My
notion is just an ordinary Christian house, not a gymnasium. There
are going to be bedrooms in this house, and there's going to be a
staircase leading to them. It may strike you as sordid, but there is
also going to be a kitchen: though why when building the house they
should have put the kitchen -
"Don't forget the billiard-room," said Dick.
"If you thought more of your future career and less about billiards,"
Robin pointed out to him, "perhaps you'd get through your Little-go
in the course of the next few years. If Pa only had sense--I mean if
he wasn't so absurdly indulgent wherever you are concerned, he would
not have a billiard-table in the house.
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