EACH BRASS HANDLE AND HINGE SHONE FOR HIS REWARD , AND HE KNEW HOW TO 
GET AT THE DUST IN THE CHINA FLOWERS AND HOW TO TAKE DOWN THE LONG 
GLASS DROPS WHICH HUNG FROM THE CHANDELIER . 
HE KNEW THE HOUSE LIKE A BLIND MAN , THROUGH HIS FINGERS , AND HE DID 
NOT LIKE TO THINK OF ALL THE TIME AND RAGS AND POLISHES HE HAD SPENT 
ON KEEPING IT UP . 
TEN YEARS AGO , HE HAD COME TO THE HOUSE TO BE INTERVIEWED . 
THE TULIPS AND THE BIG PINK PEONIES HAD BEEN BLOOMING ALONG THE DRIVE 
, AND HE HAD WALKED UP FROM THE BUS ALMOST SINGING . 
MISS ADA HAD BEEN OUT BACK , IN A STRAW HAT , PLANTING FLOWERS .