Notes on the editing:
         Punctuation and spelling
            are retained
                   as in the printed text.

    Shaw used a non-standard system
           of spelling and punctuation.

    For example,
           contractions usually
              have no apostrophe:
         "don't"
            is given as "dont",
         "you've" as "youve",
         and so on.

    Abbreviated honorifics
          have no trailing period:
         "Dr."
            is given as "Dr",
         "Mrs." as "Mrs",
         and so on.

    "Shakespeare"
          is given as "Shakespear".

    The pound
        (currency) symbol
            has been
                  replaced by the word "pounds".

    Johnny Tarleton,
           an ordinary young business man
               of thirty
              or less,
         is taking his weekly Friday
               to Tuesday
             in the house
                   of his father,
           John Tarleton,
         who has
              made a great deal
                   of money
                 out of Tarleton's Underwear.

    The house is in Surrey,
           on the slope of Hindhead;
        and Johnny,
           reclining,
         novel in hand,
           in a swinging
               chair with a little awning
                   above it,
         is enshrined
               in a spacious half hemisphere
                   of glass
              which forms a pavilion
                  commanding the garden,
           and,
         beyond it,
           a barren
             but lovely landscape
                   of hill profile
                 with fir trees,
         commons of bracken and gorse,
           and wonderful cloud pictures.

   

    The glass pavilion springs
           from a bridgelike arch
         in the wall
               of the house,
           through which one
            comes into a big hall
                   with tiled flooring,
         which suggests
             that the
                 proprietor's
                    notion of domestic luxury
                is founded
                       on the lounges
                           of week-end hotels.

    The arch
        is not
              quite in the centre
                   of the wall.

    There is more wall
           to its right
         than to its left,
           and this space
            is occupied
                   by a hat rack
                       and umbrella stand
             in which tennis rackets,
         white parasols,
           caps,
         Panama hats,
           and other summery articles
            are bestowed.

    Just through the arch
           at this corner
      stands a new portable
             Turkish bath,
           recently unpacked,
         with its crate beside it,
           and on
               the crate the drawn
             nails and the hammer
                   used in unpacking.

    Near the crate are
         open boxes of garden games:
         bowls and croquet.

    Nearly in the middle
           of the glass wall
         of the pavilion
        is a door
              giving on the garden,
           with a couple of steps
              to surmount the hot-water pipes
            which skirt the glass.

    At intervals round the pavilion
        are marble pillars
               with specimens of Viennese pottery
             on them,
           very flamboyant
               in colour
                   and florid in design.

    Between them are folded
         garden chairs
              flung anyhow against the pipes.

    In the side walls
        are two doors:
            one near the hat stand,
           leading to the interior
               of the house,
         the other on the
               opposite side and
                   at the other end,
           leading to the vestibule.

   

    There is no solid furniture
         except a sideboard
              which stands
                   against the wall
                 between the vestibule door
                       and the pavilion,
           a small writing
               table with a blotter,
         a rack
               for telegram forms and stationery,
           and a wastepaper basket,
         standing out in the hall
               near the sideboard,
           and a lady's worktable,
         with two chairs at it,
           towards the
               other side of the lounge.

    The writing table
        has also
               two chairs at it.

    On the sideboard
        there is a tantalus,
           liqueur bottles,
         a syphon,
           a glass jug of lemonade,
         tumblers,
           and every convenience
               for casual drinking.

    Also a plate
           of sponge cakes,
         and a highly ornate punchbowl
               in the same style
             as the keramic display
                   in the pavilion.

    Wicker chairs
           and little bamboo tables
         with ash trays
               and boxes of matches
           on them
        are scattered in all directions.