He smiled down at her and nodded toward the front parlor.

The old guy led the way into a front parlour.

He walked about the room and tried the door that led to the passage toward the front parlor.

Instead he carried her into the front parlor, the most formal part of the house.

She could hear the women all whispering in the front parlor.

He came out of the front parlor and stopped her before she'd reached the stairs.

She pushed back the chair, got up, walked to the front parlor and looked out.

She led them into the front parlour and opened the window.

During those months he used the front parlor for his writing.

"Come in," said a soft but clear voice from the front parlor.