This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1911. Excerpt: ... She had chosen this perch, on the highest rise of the hill of St. Genevieve, the loftiest point of that quarter of decayed colleges and convents extincts, known in older days as 1'Universite, after much search and deliberation. The house had its front on the wide stone-flagged Place du Pantheon--perhaps the most deserted, most dignified, and delightfully silent spot in ancient Paris. Having duly furnished the low-ceiled, rambling suite of mansarde rooms, she had found an ever-increasing satisfaction in their ownership. To begin with the view they had from under those zinc-covered eaves! There was not--except from some church steeple--such a wide and free one in all Paris, she would declare. And certainly there was something in the statement. The three small dormers of their sitting-room gave over a fine perspective of the Pantheon Dome on the right, of St. Etienne du Mont's mediaeval spires on the left; and, beyond the brown roofs, sloping down to the east, sundry centenary trees of the Jardin des Plantes raised waving evergreen tops. Sady would point you out the noted cedre du Liban with a proprietary air. And from their bedroom lucarnes, at the back, you could please yourself with a vision of the twin belfrys of Notre Dame; and beyond, the bold outline of St. Jacques on his tower, or beyond again, the pearl-gray roofs of the Louvre; or beyond all, toward the sunset, the misty-green outline of Argenteuil Hills--not to mention that in some afternoon hours the great pile of Montmartre's Sacre Coeur, white, sad, and aloof, would fling back from its rosace windows glints of sunshine, golden or carmine. The rooms were different indeed from the close sullen lodgings of the Rue de la Harpe. Sady had taken an artist's pleasure in furnishing with quaint and antiq...