"Tell him to send in a hundredweight of the best, that's a shilling, and you'll want some firewood too." The coal arrived in the course of the afternoon, and at half past six the porter came in with Frank's trunk.

He had by this time lit a fire, and while the water was boiling got some of his things out of the box, and by hanging some clothes on the pegs on the back of the door, and by putting the two or three favorite books he had brought with him on to the mantelpiece, he gave the room a more homelike appearance.

He enjoyed his tea all the more from the novelty of having to prepare it himself, and succeeded very fairly for a first attempt with his bacon.
When tea was over he first washed up the things and then started for a ramble.

He followed the broad straight road to Waterloo Bridge, stood for a long time looking at the river, and then crossed into the Strand.
The lamps were now alight and the brightness and bustle of the scene greatly interested him.

At nine o'clock he returned to his lodgings, but was again obliged to sally out, as he found he had forgotten candles.
After breakfast next morning he went out and bought a newspaper, and set himself to work to study the advertisements.