Wind up the clock, and nothing will be wanting." Oscar unstrapped the trunks and then stood at attention in the door.

He had expected Armitage to condemn the place in bitter language, but the proprietor of the abandoned hunting preserve was in excellent spirits, and whistled blithely as he drew out his keys.
"The place was built by fools," declared Oscar gloomily.
"Undoubtedly! There is a saying that fools build houses and wise men live in them--you see where that leaves us, Oscar.

Let us be cheerful!" He tried the shower and changed his raiment, while Oscar prepared coffee and laid a cloth on the long table before the fire.

When Armitage appeared, coffee steamed in the tin pot in which it had been made.

Bacon, eggs and toast were further offered.
"You have done excellently well, Oscar.