I don't mean furniture, or silver, or even gold-plate, or works of art, for it is full of the most magnificent old things that you can imagine.

I think Uncle Roger must have been a collector, and gathered a lot of good things in all sorts of places, stored them for years, and then sent them here.

But as to glass, china, delft, all sorts of crockery, linen, household appliances and machinery, cooking utensils--except of the simplest--there are none.

I don't think Uncle Roger could have lived here more than on a temporary picnic.

So far as I only am concerned, I am all right; a gridiron and a saucepan are all _I_ want--and I can use them myself.