It was something of a wreck and unspeakably dusty.

Sneezing violently he sat down and ate his supper of bread and cheese with profound discontent.

Each tasted monotonously of the other.

Instead of two articles of diet he appeared to have something heterogeneously one in flavor.

The smell of cheese he hoped wouldn't attract rats and remembered vaguely that a corncrib was architecturally immune from rodents.