CHAPTER II.
THE KITCHEN.
He entered the wide kitchen, paved with large slabs of slate.

One brilliant gray-blue spot of sunlight lay on the floor.

It came through a small window to the east, and made the peat-fire glow red by the contrast.

Over the fire, from a great chain, hung a three-legged pot, in which something was slowly cooking.

Between the fire and the sun-spot lay a cat, content with fate and the world.