"I know the furniture isn't up to much, but it isn't a bad little shanty when you're used to it.

My pater and mater spent their honeymoon here years ago, and I stayed here with two other fellows for three weeks' grouse-shooting a couple of years back.
Rare sport we had, too.

Do you mind passing over that saucepan?
Thanks! I say, Nan, I hope you don't mind it being a bit rough." "My dear boy," Nan said impulsively, "if it were a palace I shouldn't like it half so well." Jerry grinned serenely.
"Yes, it's snug, anyhow, and I think you'll like that pheasant.

There's another one in the larder, so we shall have something to eat if we're snowed up.

That cupboard leads upstairs.