Artistic impressiveness, as to the furniture at least, was wanting, although it was new and good.

The pictures were--well, simply pictures.

There were no books to speak of--the Bible, a few current novels, some of the more significant histories, and a collection of antiquated odds and ends in the shape of books inherited from relatives.

The china was good--of a delicate pattern.

The carpets and wall-paper were too high in key.