On the drawers stands a board with coloured marbles for the game of solitaire, and I have only to open the drawer with the loose handle to bring out the dambrod.

In the carved wood frame over the window hangs Jamie's portrait; in the only other frame a picture of Daniel in the den of lions, sewn by Leeby in wool.

Over the chimney-piece with its shells, in which the roar of the sea can be heard, are strung three rows of birds' eggs.

Once again we might be expecting company to tea.
The passage is narrow.

There is a square hole between the rafters, and a ladder leading up to it.