But among these things his connection with the Food had left abundant traces.

Along one wall, above the dado, ran a crowded array of black-framed photographs and photogravures, showing his son and Cossar's sons and others of the Boom-children at various ages and amidst various surroundings.

Even young Caddles' vacant visage had its place in that collection.

In the corner stood a sheaf of the tassels of gigantic meadow grass from Cheasing Eyebright, and on the desk there lay three empty poppy heads as big as hats.

The curtain rods were grass stems.