And when he said the dog-chains were cold the girls were kind enough to warm his fetters thoroughly at the fire before we put them on him.
We got the straw cases of some bottles of wine someone sent Father one Christmas--it is some years ago, but the cases are quite good.

We unpacked them very carefully and pulled them to pieces and scattered the straw about.

It made a lovely straw pallet, and took ever so long to make--but Albert-next-door has yet to learn what gratitude really is.
We got the bread trencher for the wooden platter where the prisoner's crusts were put--they were not mouldy, but we could not wait till they got so, and for the ewer we got the toilet jug out of the spare-room where nobody ever sleeps.

And even then Albert-next-door couldn't be happy like the rest of us.

He howled and cried and tried to get out, and he knocked the ewer over and stamped on the mouldering crusts.