The bath was sunk in the floor as the baths of luxurious Roman Empresses used to be, and as nowadays baths sometimes are, in model dwellings.

(Only I am told that some people keep their coals in the baths--which is quite useless because coals are always black however much you wash them.) Philip undressed and went into the warm clear water, greenish between the air and the marble.

Why is it so pleasant to have a bath, and so tiresome to wash your hands and face in a basin?
He put on his shirt and knickerbockers again, and wandered round the room looking at the clothes laid out there, and wondering which of the wonderful costumes would be really suitable for a knight to wear at a banquet.

After considerable hesitation he decided on a little soft shirt of chain-mail that made just a double handful of tiny steel links as he held it.

But a difficulty arose.
'I don't know how to put it on,' said Philip; 'and I expect the banquet is waiting.