 How did Henry feel about the remodeled bedrooms?
They had rehabilitated, spruced up, almost rebuilt the entire outside and grounds. The head of the American Legion and the chief of police, who had escorted him on this trip from the square, didn't ask to go in with him. Carlisle had said his position was analogous to Columbus', to Vasco De Gama's, to Preshoff's when the Russian returned from the Moon—but more so. Which was not what he'd considered at all important on leaving Walter Reed Hospital early this morning; which was something he found distasteful, something he felt beneath them both. And, at the same time, he began to understand that there would be many things, previously beneath them both, which would have to be considered.
 He felt sad that yet another thing was unfamiliar.
 He was thankful to have a private place to rest.  He felt sad that yet another thing was unfamiliar.  He was angry because he really liked his old bed.  He thought the new paint was nice but didn't like the furniture.