Windows looked out every way; through those on the south could be seen now the darkening valley and the sunlit hills, and, yet more necessary, the road by which any travellers from the valley must surely come.

Within, too, scarcely any pains were taken to disguise the place.

It was wainscoted from roof to floor--veiled, floored and walled in oak.

A great chest stood beneath the little east window of two lights, that cried "Altar" if any chest ever did so.

A great press stood against the wooden screen that shut the room from the ladies' parlour next door; filled in three shelves with innocent linen, for this was the only disguise that the place stooped to put on.