Nagendra saw some articles of furniture for human use; but everything indicated poverty.

One or two cooking vessels, a broken oven, three or four brass dishes--these were the sole ornaments of the place.

The walls were black; spiders' webs hung in the corners; cockroaches, spiders, lizards, and mice, scampered about everywhere.

On a dilapidated bedstead lay an old man who seemed to be at death's door; his eyes were sunk, his breath hurried, his lips trembling.

By the side of his bed stood an earthen lamp upon a fragment of brick taken from the ruins of the house.