Margaret then led the way into the sitting room. It looked very snug and comfortable; though, compared with the bright and cheerful appearance of New York rooms, it had rather a dark and dingy appearance. The paper was dark, the paint was dark, and the furniture darker still. There was a sofa on one side of the room, and two or three comfortable arm chairs. There was a round table in the middle of the floor, and several other smaller tables in different places about the room. There was a sideboard, also, with a clock and various ornaments upon it. There was a mirror over the mantle shelf, and another between the windows; and various engravings, in frames that had evidently once been gilt, were hanging about the walls. "Well," said Mr. George, as he looked about the room, "I don't know but that this will do for us, Rollo. What do you think?" "I like it pretty well," said Rollo. "Now let us see the bed rooms, Margaret," said Mr. George. So Margaret led the way across the little entry to one of the bed rooms. The room had the same dingy appearance that had been observed in the sitting room, but it was abundantly furnished with every thing necessary for such an apartment. Margaret led the way through this bed room to a smaller one, which was so situated that it communicated both with the large bed room and the sitting room. "Ah," said Mr. George, "this is just the place for you, Rollo." "Yes," said Rollo; "I shall like it very much." "What is the price of these three rooms?" said Mr. George, turning to Margaret. "Twenty-seven shillings a week, sir, if you please," said Margaret. "Twenty-seven shillings a week," said Mr. George, repeating the words to himself in a musing manner. "That must be about a dollar a day, reckoning four shillings to the dollar. Well, Rollo, I think you and I can afford to pay half a dollar a piece for our rooms, considering that it is London." "Yes," said Rollo; "I think we can." "We will take the rooms, then," said Mr. George, turning to Margaret. "Very well, sir," said Margaret; "as you go down stairs I will speak to my mistress." So Margaret led the way down stairs, and Mr. George and Rollo followed. At the foot of the stairs they were met by the landlady, who came out from a basement room to see them. Mr. George told the landlady that they would take the rooms; and he handed her his card, in order that she might know his name. "And perhaps, sir," said she, "you would be willing to make a deposit in advance." "Certainly," said Mr. George. "Because sometimes," said the landlady, "a gentleman engages rooms, and then something happens to prevent his coming, and so we lose all our trouble of putting them in order for him, and, perhaps, lose the opportunity of renting them to another lodger besides." "Certainly," said Mr. George. "It is perfectly right you should have a deposit. How much shall it be?"