to get inside.
I never heard of a house with only one room, except the cobbler's, and
his was a stall.
I don't quite know what that is; but it isn't a house, and it served
him for parlour and kitchen and all.
Father says that whilst he is about it, he thinks he shall add on
a wing;
And brother Bill says he'll nail my Doll's House on the top of an
old tea-chest, which will come to the same thing.

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Father's house is not finished, though the wing is; for now the
builder says it will be all wrong if there isn't another
to match;
And my house isn't done either, though it's nailed on, for Bill took
off the roof to make a new one of thatch.
The paint is very much scratched, but he says that's nothing, for it
must have had a new coat;
And he means to paint it for me, inside and out, when he paints
his own boat.
There's a sad hole in the floor, but Bill says the wood is as rotten
as rotten can be:
Which was why he made such a mess of the side with trying to put real
glass in the window, through which one can see.
Bill says he believes that the shortest plan would be to make a new
Doll's House with proper rooms, in the regular way;
Which was what the builder said to Father when he wanted to build in
the old front; and to-day
I heard him tell him the old materials were no good to use and weren't