You do not love the place yet.Well, obviously it's...No, you don't love it.You see a million bricks that may crumble,a thousand gutters and pipes that may block and leak and stone that will crack in the frost.But you don't?I see my life's work.Was it ever in danger? Many times.My dear Papa thought the balloon would go up in the 1880s.What saved it? Cora.
