One may as well begin with Helen’s letters to her sister.
“Howards End,
“Tuesday.
“Dearest Meg,
“It isn’t going to be what we expected. It is old and little, and altogether delightful--red brick. We can scarcely pack in as it is, and the dear knows what will happen when Paul (younger son) arrives to-morrow. From hall you go right or left into dining...