"What do you mean?" I say, puzzled.
"Well, you are always showing aspects of it...
the veranda posts,the French windows,
the wallpaper,
the front door...
but you have never distinguished it definitively from the Skudder House.
"Oh," I say, "Haven't I. Maybe I want to keep it's identity as secret as the Garden."
Lady Mondegreen snorts in spite of her gentilesse. "You have your house delivered on the back of a truck, position it grandly underneath the flight circuit of the local aero-club and expect to keep it secret?"
"And now of course, all the neighbours are admiring the new paint work."
"Thankyou Lady Mondegreen for introducing Mowbray; now I will have to find time to elaborate. Maybe when the painting and decorating is finished..."
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