Her chamber was narrow, neat, unobtrusive, with a long sash-window, facing the East on the back court-yard of the house.

I imagine myself jerking the window up in its sash and picking up our plates and our food and our forks and hurling the whole mess into the dark brick void between apartments.

Our house for the first year or so was on the top of a cliff, so that in stormy weather the spray would sometimes soak my bed at night, for I had taken the glass out of the window, sash and all.