There was a vast amount of tramping up and down stairs, and little feet, well shod, are noisy. This padding up and down was by the two flights of back stairs from the entry off the kitchen porch to the big heated room that was called by the older folks who lived in the old Corner House, "the nursery." "But it isn't a nursery," objected Dot Kenway, who really was not yet big enough to fit the name of "Dorothy." "We never had a nurse, did we, Tess?...